25-april-05
a sorry
dear daffodil,
why u anchored in my rotten veins?
why u called me to this melting land?
where you have gone leaving me alone?
without telling any one,
without seeing anyone,
in my frozen dreams, a piano wept. . .
my dear bird, I never tried to wipe
your wet eyebrows by my lips. .
i never tried to see your distressed cheeks
how I spent days and days without
sharing without breathing
without seeing . . .
not even feeling the flow of your blood
i walked thro the bleeding heart of the city
i was alone . . . always
you were far away from me. ..always
my dear sparrow,
leave this nest of cracked lungs and fly
before the hunter comes
i am always tempting to say sorry. .
but you were far away from me . . .
_____Prathap

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