Tethered To a Moment
the sound of departing train,
hushed wind, incessant rain,
separation and parting pain,
waving each other goodbye!
as the train journeyed you far,
leaving on time’s face a scar,
prising open our lives ajar,
waving each other goodbye!
silence after the last carriage,
like the last page of a marriage,
alone amongst strange baggage,
waving each other goodbye!
a hint of tears in your eyes,
a faked smile towards skies,
result of broken once deep ties,
waving each other goodbye!
sometimes I stand at that pavement,
waving an imaginary goodbye!
still tethered to that moment,
I feign a smile, and tell a lie!
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