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Tuesday, November 22, 2011

POLTROON


He sits alone
every evening
to savor
the heady feeling
of her sitting miles away
thinking about him
her imagination
amplifying her heartbeat

In his dreams
they are the
eternal secret lovers
relishing a cryptic love

Their eyes would never
meet across
time and space
as if under a sacred oath
not to reveal

He is only scared of
his poltroon heart
implicating itself  !

2 comments:

  1. Nice poem, Pooja :)

    n me learnt a new word too today :)

    loved the line, "her imagination
    amplifying her heartbeat.."

    lovely :)

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