THE GULF

I write these lines again for you

Like I’ve written a hundred times somehow

Earlier they always rang so true

Why the false note in them now?

Could it be that the stream between us

Now grows, flows and roars

And have we simply floated down the waters

Emerging on different shores?

Why do your words now drift past me

And our eyeballs never lock

Have you become so deaf to me

That you no longer hear me knock?

Do you wish to test the waters

And the current that flows below

Should I try and swim across to you

Or would you rather that I just go?

~Siddharth Sanyal~