I see you

my alarm every morning,
My morning cup of tea,
The newspaper, the news,
The Call of the vendor in the street.
The neighbour’s creaking door,
Paintings on the wall,
In the tiles on my floor,
And everywhere I see.

In the clear morning sky,
and the haze,
in the drizzle of the rain,
the cool breeze caressing me,
in the swaying branches,
outside my window pane.
In the washed clothes drying in the sun,
the pile of cushions on the bed.
the dining table, kitchen platform,
Even on the bedspread.

In the grey haired lady’s cough,
The sweat on the washer man’s shirt.
The car’s steering wheel and horn,
the traffic signal, also
in the cop’s khaki uniform.

I see you,
In the,
sprinklers in the park,
branches of the trees and
posters on the walls,
crowds in the malls.
tolling of the bells,
in the temple,
the chants of the bhajans,
in the hallowed halls.

I don’t have to look too far
to see you,
because you live in my heart.
I look at me and I see you,
So Sorry honey,
I don’t MISS YOU.

Sulekha aka Lucky

4 thoughts on “Fallacy

  1. but i won't, another good one. i can miss one of your post. keep them come ing i got me a corset brack to keep i all together now. ha lol god bless you

  2. Youi better attend my coffee gathering on Sunday Sulekkha, after posting that poetry I think you may enjoy what I will unveil then.

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