(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)

Thursday, July 5, 2007

the lost song

later, we meet at a bar
so, bats leap out of the walls
the ring comes - shines in neon
whoever you are

our drinks taste of tar
your eyes blind me: a curse
Ishwars casts a shadow
wherever you are

on our minds: a door sits ajar
you leave; distance goes away,
I sign my name, I look away
knowing: you are.....

- © Khan Boha

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