12 august 2020
Chanced To Meet
It was not,
just a kiss of a zodiac sign.
You had become a stranger
between fight and flight.
The trick was capricious.
Albeit, a calligraphy
on a bare tree, engrafting
your name which keeps
on growing with broadening trunk.
You watch the sky
at night and start a monologue.
The stars were expanding,
filled with grief. The
despair of going back home
in dark.
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