Casablanca Blank

It is always Gare de Lyon

and the last train out

of a city facing ruin;

It will always be

“As time goes by..”

and by,

and bye-bye..

The trenchcoat and hat

drenched by the long rain

of waiting and waiting,

of being Rick Blaine

a man with too much valour

in his heart being caught out,

not by the Men in Grey

who only want his life,

but by you,Ilse,who should’ve

wanted his heart and that stood

alone and waiting in the long rain

on the crowded platform

heaving with hearts pounding

in the communal solitude

of a time and a chance

left twisting,slowly,slowly,

in mirrors and labyrinths

where memories lose themselves

and are lost and found,

waiting;

always at Gare de Lyon,

on fateful afternoons

where time never goes by.

Casablanca Blank – enjoy & share!!

Posted by Louis Kasatkin on Wednesday, 4 October 2017

4 thoughts on “Casablanca Blank

  1. Nalini Srivastava

    I can say that till now i had loved CASABLANCA the movie but i found the poem even more beautiful and appealing.It was no less than a visual delight.

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  2. VijayNair

    A brilliant,evocative,touching poem.One of the finest films I have ever seen,Casablanca leaves an indelible mark in one’s memory.So does this poem.

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