Sunday, March 27, 2011

Because you went away to Santiago...

You will now be a reminiscence
Dazzling in beauty
No different from how you were when
you were my day-dream!
Songs will remind me of you
So would passages of esoteric novels
In solitude and in silence,
In musings and in reveries,
And in corridors you would never walk again
Alone, I will encounter you.

1 comment:

Dheeraj said...

Lovely emotion condensed into simplicity. It's true indeed, how reminiscences shape our world through its absences, sometimes even more so than its presences.