Two parallel lines

It was the moment
everything colourful
like the morning sky,
The bay was lonely to give me real space...
 to think only about you.
The glittering sand was compelling me
to go into the childhood days again,
to dream the coral island where perhaps you were the only sailor to rescue me
from my dullness ...
I am sure
you might be at that point of time thinking about my real existence.

At present
I am here very close to you,
Still we are in our own world
never to cross each other
and moving like two parallel lines
influencing each other till end.


copy right. sarojini pattayat.18/12/2015