Brown hairs, and sheen in her eyes.
Just a glimpse of her,
that lightened up my skies.
The next day, I went to the same place,
with showers of sunlight upon my head,
I saw her, reading a book,
waiting, a little far away, just to get a look.
We were connected,
I knew that, somewhere and somehow.
All that was needed, was a flicker,
a flicker of light.
It happened, we talked.
From favourite flowers,to zodiac signs,
all of it was beautiful, and
I was about to say it all.
It was since then, that I don’t remember,
her name, the place, the world, anything.
Its all blank now, back to the darkness,
back to somewhere, that I don’t know.
All that was left in my head,
was a blurred potrait of hers.
I tried looking around, asking people,
but the darkness had just grasped me so tight.
This all bothers me,
strikes my conscience,
creates a hole in it and
it hurts.
I think it was some,
faded memories, distant past, or some dream.
At the darkest of the Hours,
amdist the ocean of stars,
while falling asleep.
-aaditya bajpai
Aaditya Bajpai 