Saturday, September 29, 2007

If I Had Asked

When we met last
near those familiar stone steps,
you apologetic somehow and me somewhat
I did not turn back and look again
to see the sad poetry of that moment.
words seemed needless then, even though
the need was great.

And now, years later,
I think of that moment and wonder
why I must carry the solitude of those hours
till I can carry on.
I wish I had turned back and disturbed
the sad poetry of that moment,
and asked you, why?


Fatemeh said...

I really enjoyed ur poem. The feeling that u convey to the reading is great.
good job

Purnima said...

somehow i'm wordless now, though i want to say a lot! LOVED it!