Fathomless : XI – At the Strangers’ Street

Fathomless : XI - At Strangers' Street

Fathomless : XI - At Strangers' Street (page 2)

XI. At the Strangers’ Street

When trust is in question

you never know

whom you love

and long to own

has her heart reserved for you?

When faith is in question

you never know the one you believe

next to you

has  one’s ear reserved for you?

How to know, when you are in doubt

what you feel,

those sweet beats of your heart,

are not meant for the waste?

How to know, when you are in dark

what you think —

those pleasured voices

are not to be made silent?

In the street of the crowd,

lots more to gather

you are there,

but can not utter

the rising utterances

the bitter agonies

along with the sweet pains

that your heart bears

to tell someone near, some close

those words, you long to open

In the Strangers’ street,

none is so close

not even dear !

A deep sigh perhaps,

or a long passing breath

at the moment’s end,

is what you need —

you need to exist

and to exit.
 

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Fathomless (c)  2004, Samir K. Dash

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