Wish

in three years,i met you..

again.

this time

you are not

the moon;

you are a star.

on an ordinary day:

the sun

was hot,

you made your

presence felt.

the night fell;

all were gone

but you,

you stayed.

i was staring

at you

like the rest

of the universe

were never there.

i was so careful

not to interfere

with your shining,

your deep

conversation with

everyone who

clamors your

light.

i brought myself

on the wall,

and a kid

somehow uttering

the rhyme,

i wondered

what you are,

how you

do these

things.

and as if to

take a wish,

you looked

into me.

so sudden,

i didn’t know

how to

meet your eyes.

it took

me sometime

to tell

the truth

in your laughter,

and in

the silence

of your gazes.

you can’t be haved.

only a star

can touch a fellow star.

–and i am the girl

looking at you

from down below –

melting in sheer

affection for you.


photo : cto m. pamittan

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