I Saw You Looking At Me
I SAW YOU LOOKING AT ME
The screech of door
Rush of men and women
Languorous over gin and tonic
Stepping down the ladder
Unannoyed at sharpened blade
Of turmoils of yester and morrows .
Dispassinonate I sun
My numb heart
Then I saw you looking at me
In the murmur of monsoon rain
With eyes sappaire crystals .
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