She looks at me
and I at her
knowing
we shall not
speak again
beyond
this sweet exchange.
© Alaka Yeravadekar
Note: A tradition in Western parts of India, 'Tilgul' is a sweet offered as token of maintaining cordial relations among friends and relatives
This poem is so succinct, and yet speaks volumes. That is truly excellent.
ReplyDeletebeautiful tiny perfect
ReplyDeleteShort and bittersweet. I wish moments like these didn't have to end!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely tradition and thought. Thank you. I have learned something. Beyond that, your lovely poem holds within feeling I myself have felt. It is lovely.
ReplyDeleteThanks- Rio, Isabel, Old Raven, Laura!
ReplyDeleteMy short poems always turn out better.
Life's sweet encounters :)
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely!
ReplyDeleteSo much meaning packed in such a small space. Beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your comments, Darkangel, Rosemary, Richarde. Glad you all liked it!
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