ELUSIVE STARE

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 All poems copyright: ravivchhabra.in Managing Editor: https://fnbworld.com 



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In morning the screen shall light up again opposite the effusive glance. Her breath on my face brushing the cigarette smoke in fine strokes.

I touch her face, bosom and the gleaming cheeks, desperate to hear a whisper or two in mirth as we play the music alongside. Her lips burst out with the laughter signature. Is it humour that keeps this rumour going. I probe as she takes a breather.

She vanishes like the elusive chime untimed. Why her. Is it a rebound or are we future bound? Inner noise is a reliable partner.

My expressions are effusive, yet, I sometimes hear her calling out my name. A distant game we play till the time she stays. Night for her is early. Morning and noon await our final journey.

 

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