prem #9

#9

I was talking to your absence

in my tired afternoon siesta.

In my deepest desire,

I wanted to touch, to hold
forever, what was gone.
I poured out everything from within
just to feel -
what was never mine,
and what will never be !

It was felt like an endless dream.

And it seemed I reached so close !

I was just about to hold you

in my arms, and

I was never going to let you go.

I wanted to scream...

to ask you to love

and kiss me now... and always.

But all I got was your absence !

And then, the telephone rang.

the scorching heat of Delhi summer

reminded me to forget,

what was never mine

and what will never be !