The seed
Has become unviable.
1
You and I
are a desert each now
A Thar…
A Sahara…
2
The path lays there like a tired breath
our path … in that wild.
The course smothered under our steps
is like a lone cob glistening through your mantle…
it is a smile dashed against the shores of my lips…
3
That land is no more,
With fields bowing under heavy harvest
And our hands grazing over them.
There is no more that scaffolding
nor the dreams we once dreamt lying there.
4
There’s no river
or our feet dunked in it
neither the ripples they created there
nor the fish that kissed them.
5
No,
There is not a drop in the river
And in our eye that anxiously follows it.
6
Is this reticence?!
.
Afsar

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