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Mist (For RK)

Mist (For RK)

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Beloved, today we did not

Smile with our eyes

But lived, like other days,

With happy lies.

I wish I could offer you

A word of tenderness,

Soothe away the playlist of pain

With a caress.


I went home and listened to

"Jhoom jhoom dhalti raat."

Yes, the eyes glistened at

"Chhoro piya, mere chhoro haath."

I know now, that inside the eros

Of our dreams, remains the cold mist.

It pertains to the pathos

Of souls torn apart, decadent

Like perfume on the wrist.


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