Wasn’t it ages ago
Or was it last week
Perhaps last month or year
…. Does time matter at all
Is love bonded by time.
Perhaps it is borne by time
‘cause a timeless truth it is
To which the walls vanish.
Do you remember the tiny balcony
Which could accommodate you and me
And perhaps a little tea table
Along with a couple of cups
Often you and I would sip simultaneously
You enjoyed the warmth of the tea
I felt the cold in cup’s edges
Similar to your irresponsive lips.
A cloud of silence shrouded us
Neither wilderness nor whispers
Ever broke the serene silence
Till I quietly parted in pains
And you waved in a robotic way.
I knew you never differed, never ever
In your proverbial indifference
You were not ignorant, yet you ignored.
What made me sojourn to the balcony ?
Perhaps it was like a pilgrimage
To a Goddess who like a statue
Remained serene and serious in silence
I chanted my words of worries and warmth
It was only when you occasionally smiled
I could see a flash of flesh in the stony statue
And that melted my heart for a while.
Now that you’re gone
In a timeless truth
And that I am confined
Within a calendar of confusions,
I can only walk up the stairs of memory
And knock at the door haplessly
Until I realize you and I live
In worlds parted by grounded graves.
In a proverbial garden now you stroll and smile
I stay in a thorny bush, hopefully only for a while
copyright@Anis Ahmed, Maryland
19 August 2020