After 14 years

Amidst those flickering lights
Amongst those moving flashes
Somewhere…

Amidst those darkened buildings
Hunched over a computer
Stooping over a phone
Perhaps she sits….

14 years…
Fourteen years……
Fourteeeen years……!!

14 years I wait
12 months to a year
365 days to each

And yet she says
Can we meet tomorrow?

14 years since she lived
in the vales of my mind….
grown from a duckling to a swan
from a girl to a lady

and back to a girl perhaps?

14 years have I dreamt of this day
And today she says
Can we meet tomorrow?

Have I broken a wing
That I cannot fly away?
Or am I afraid of the dark?

(c)Atanu Prasad Sarma