*A gulf of emotions lies deep
between him and her right now,
she stands unmoved for long
on her island of grief.
He stands on the firm land
just an earshot away
waving frantically at her,
as if everything is alright.
She just struts towards him
a bit, her face still inscrutable,
as if she has completely forgotten
her role on the play she is in.
Now, in a boat he goes around the island
and urge her to take a plunge;
is she afraid to jump and swim in the cold water
or she likes it there alone,
though cut off, from mainland,
comfortable in that island?
The jazz band playing in the background
sensed the change , stunned, has fallen mute.*
May 2, 2014
May 2, 2014 at 8:00 AM UTC
*A gulf of emotions lies deep
between him and her right now,
she stands unmoved for long
on her island of grief.
He stands on the firm land
just an earshot away
waving frantically at her,
as if everything is alright.
She just struts towards him
a bit, her face still inscrutable,
as if she has completely forgotten
her role on the play she is in.
Now, in a boat he goes around the island
and urge her to take a plunge;
is she afraid to jump and swim in the cold water
or she likes it there alone,
though cut off, from mainland,
comfortable in that island?
The jazz band playing in the background
sensed the change , stunned, has fallen mute.*
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