That night, under the lamp post, I was dying inside. Somehow standing on my trembling legs, I let go my tears,that I couldn't hide. I cried loud,loud enough to be heard miles, Watchin' the heavens fall, With my mourin' eyes. Sea of faces, might have turned, To see the lost soul. Some might have felt sorry, Some might have taken as a drole. I fell on my kness, Couldn't hold againt gravity. I had completely lost, My basic human sanity. Sight fixed in oblivion, I sat there for hours. Actually, honey, it takes time, To forget,what was ours!!

Prasoon Jha