Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Sunday, August 7, 2016

Timeless

She dashed out for group studies.
He meticulously finished her homework
while she talked her heart out with him.

She rushed out for her
college group dance preparations,
matching her dance moves
only with his heart beats.

He told them he was working late again,
while relishing tubs of vanilla with her,
their daily trysts in office-canteen.

She went shopping with friends.
Though all she shopped was memories,
of their discreet meetings before nuptials.

The phone buzzed consistently.
Client, told them,
while replying to her message.

Young hearts beating in tandem,
with young lifestyles.
Love unchanged,
from letters to whatsapp.

Linking with Thin Spiral Notebook: 100 words: letter


2 comments:

Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.