The Last Evening

Neera Handa Dr
iPoetry
Published in
Jul 17, 2022

a poem

Shimla June 2022 Image credit Author

That was

the last evening,

though we didn’t know,

but as it turned out to be,

I think about it quite often,

maybe you do too!

Not sure, if what you said,

or what I didn’t,

was the reason,

but, an awkward silence

had stretched our connection

like a taut cable,

hanging in the air,

between us,

and the setting sun

feeling a bit awkward for us,

had left in a hurry,

a trail of its colours

left behind,

all different colours

unravelling like ribbons

fading away slowly,

leaving faint traces of

the words, that were,

bright and bleeding

between us,

as the sky had also

turned smoky grey,

suddenly,

together, we had

nodded at the waiter

for the check!

That was

our last evening,

I think about it quite often,

maybe you do too!

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Neera Handa Dr
iPoetry

Top writer in poetry & Sustainability, compulsive writer, reading, writing just about anything. I write daily, have published a PhD, a book & academic articles.