Comfortably Alone
I am gripped,
I suppose in fear.
The fear, if we would ever meet
And if we do,
If our rendezvous, would complete.
And we wouldn't end parting.
That I inherit, so much of it,
That the power of reason, severs from me,
And I from you.
And I am comfortably alone.
: Abhishek Dua
4, October, 2016
4, October, 2016
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