Wednesday, August 10, 2011

meandering

And while our moons are separated now.
I wish I could hold you in me
like I hold the memories of your voice, your face and togetherness.

And perhaps then
I shall not be alone
in the land of thousands.

Someday if you can
just erase yourself
into my words
and come here.

Just come here...

1 comment:

manali said...

amar bhindeshi tara
tomar onno paraay baari...

amar bicchiri ek tara....
tumi naao na katha kaane...

been humming this after i read ur newest creation...