I have come to You

The spaces which occupy solitary words

Of an unwritten poem

Those spaces I wear

I have set myself free

from the rumble and grumble

of the heavenly thunder

to get sink in your

umber depths

till my last sunset

Lying dashed into pieces

upon your ripples

by-and- by

Fending off  treachery of time

See my Sea I have come to You

For whom you have kept open your door?

The traveler has steered towards the shore

Your part in his story is done

The gone ones never return

Like your forefoot

Begs each second

the tresses of the Palm tree

to be wholly yours

Beyond reasons

Beyond imaginations

this way

slipping off in the pockets

of hopeless hopes

See my Sea!!I have come to you

Paras Ali/2018