Days together on the same train
Jostling with the crowd
We settle for the hot spot to stand
a vantage point
for just the eyes to meet
can’t remember even a single eyelid bat
just kept looking
the rays in between often broken by moving crowd
still remaining strong
and stayed so long
essaying unending sequels of
unwritten untold love stories
singing unheard ballads
and when I parted at my stop
no way remorse
for I know that tomorrow
we will take up the same spots again
and transmit those rays again
still cannot forget those eyes as life sped away
like a runaway train…
past forward…..!
The charm of a bygone phase of life is well captured in these lucid lines.
thanks Beena!