Encounters~

Standing in half-dusk

You force me to notice you

I am caught like love; mesmerized

I walk along the floor of the earth.

You stand there… I walk towards you;

Our eyes interlock,

And I keep rolling onward.

Your face widens into a smile,

The progress is slow… like a slow motion shot;

‘Who are you, little one?’, I ask.

I hope for something of your ‘nothingness’…

Darkness deepens,

The gentle evening breeze

Suddenly snarls beast-like,

Clusters of black cloud pile, and rain comes down

   It stops the dance of energies between us.

Our contours start getting bleaker,

Shadows recede …

The little girl melts in soft petals of moonlight.

All alone, I walk back home- the door closes.

    

I wake up as the dawn breaks,

Words swirl around me.

Memories disappear in times of extreme tension.

So, I’ve lot to do…

I empty myself on a piece of paper

Leaving nothing behind

But a macro-sized poetry.

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