The last walk!A Poem by Rounak JainOn someone I miss the most.Insomniac, I amble on the terrace indignant over your disappearance. To be with you, I yearn to gods to grant me another chance. Helpless, I close my eyes to arrest my tears inside. But your memories start overflowing causing an emotional high tide. Smiling, I halt at my favourite memory. That last night we walked hand in hand. Thinking how we would live happily ever after and erase all troubles with a magic wand. Dilapidated, I stare at the moon. The only witness of our times. And I ask the moon yet again, was that our last laugh? was that our last walk? © 2014 Rounak JainAuthor's Note
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