Can We Be One
Once in the star-filled winter sky,
When I looked at the crescent moon,
Hanging like a delicate jewel
I knew you too were looking high,
Our gazes might meet and get entwined
Far away on the surface of the moon
But now, I know your gaze never left
The atmosphere; never transcended
the barriers of time and this sphere
For you were always busy on your phone,
Watching reels and scrolling feeds
You never accompanied me
In my journey to the realms of beauty,
Which for Keats is joy, but for you,
A time waste and guilt.
Two hearts with different needs
Yet with the zeal to be consorts
What would it lead to?
Would it alter the spirits?
Or would it be aesthetic..??
~Paghunda Zahid
13th of October, 2023
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