Besides a Window

Priya Chouhan


A light wind blowing, a rustle of leaves,

Someone’s presence beneath a street lamp, eyeballs gazed at the road downhill.

Hair covered his side face, hands in a constant panic,

Brown lips whispering the name of her.

Cars slept soundly, moonless midnight,

An inaudible ringtone alarmed the birds.

Forehead broke out in a sweat, pounding beats of heart could be heard,

Looking away from the world, he waited.

A distant shadow, vibration of musical anklets caressed his numb ears,

a beauteous half smile(of the guy), everything came to a standstill.

A long goodbye kiss,

watched their love story while sitting beside a window.

Hair covered - - - - - - her!

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Priya Chouhan has been writing poetry since class sixth and she has just completed her graduation in Economics Honours and preparing for her Masters.

Poetry has been a tool for her to write on neglected matters. It aids her to weave the unspoken and an inexplicable contentment fills her heart when words finally reveal their beautiful meanings.

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