Tagged: detail

perhaps months,

perhaps months,
years from now, these
days will become
foggy, it’s how our
minds insist on
playing games with
our hearts – now you see
me, now you don’t

we have no choice as
witnesses, obligated
to make out every
fine detail in the
heightened haze

i am still marking

i am still marking
time spent with and
without you – on the
one hand, finding
comfort in the wholeness
of numbers, on the other
hand, splitting
atoms to capture
a certainty to
time – sab kuch milega

waking and dreaming