Forever
Neeta
Who are
you Neeta?
Where do
you stay?
Bombay,Madras?
Or,
Dilli?
I don't
know.
Someone
asks if
She is
imaginary.
'Have you
met her?'
they
demand.
I meet
you everyday
In deep
splendour
I miss
you everynight
To sit
with the moon.
Do I care
if you are
So
carelessly real?
The
bridges are burning -
Forever
yours.
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