by Saranyan BV
[box]Saranyan BV pens a poem around the emotions experienced by a couple and the sadness that lingers after a separation that follows a departure at midnight.[/box]Was it last night
I dropped you at the airport
For the late flight
You took by the wee hours?
Did we fool ourselves
By choosing the schedule
Merely for the low fare?
Did we raise our heads on cue
To check the flickering monitors
If the departure’s on time
And shared the grief it was?
The security-check at the terminal was brisk,
The traffic less, there were fewer passengers,
I thought our silence was louder
Than the noise other farewells made.
Those lovely lines all the poets in the world said
About parting,
Which I fervently read to you
Faded like the squids in the dark sea.
We nodded again
Through the panel of glistening glass,
You waved the boarding card.
I sent an SMS,
‘Come soon’
For which you replied at once,
It was blank.
The parking lot was empty,
The attendant let me go without a check;
Inside the car, I played the Beetles,
It was, ‘Let it be, let it be’.
Pressing the button
For ‘pause’, I heard
my sinking heart say
“My life already has….”
Saranyan BV is a Mumbai-based writer who came into the realm of literature by mistake but loves dwelling here. His poems and short stories have been published in many magazines in India and abroad.
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