Forever Neeta
Sunday, July 14, 2013
Chronicle
Chronicle
Without the luxury of friendship
a lonely kite flutters
towards the Sun, takes along
shadows of wait -
intimate,
the world reduces
to dew drops camouflaged
as rain - the men lie,
the women forget.
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