Stagnant...

When colours fade away...

Like the sound of a horse's gallop...

Distant... invisible... inaudible.

I hear you still

Inside my heart

As my own heartbeat.

But you want to leave...

Like the breath that leaves

My heart and vanishes in thin air.

And so I open up my hands

To let your fingers slip away...

Stagnant water I am...

And you a ship. 

And...

I cannot be your harbour.



(C) Ravinder Kaur 

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