Broken Letters

I'd sealed your name on the coffin of my heart.

The cappucino is no longer sweet, 

The rains are no more loved.

The old ghazals make sense now, and pave the sitar's way to the hands.

But.....I....I don't understand

You said you'd see the sunset

You said you'd love me like the night's moon

You said you'd hold me close when Mumbai rains.

But u didn't.......

And perhaps it's ok.