O thou, there, thee
Thee Anna, thee Donna, thee Chhotu,
Where are you?
You were in me
I was in you
You are still all over in me
Where is that me in you?
Am I dead inside in me
Am I dead inside you?
I breathed your breath, I lived your pulse n beat
I walked your walk, I dreamed your dreams n feat
I hoped the helical hopes, I slid up those slopes
I treaded those unsure paths
I kneaded an unlikely dough
Yet thirsted & partook of that sweet wine and bountiful bread
Of lengthening my shadows in your lovely light
Dare I say that I always saw the inevitable end
Nay, never imagined it would steal-in so nefariously near
Now that I am heaving for my breath, my pulse n beat
Now that I am limping for my walk, my dreams n feat
Now that I scratch my skin and soul to find,
I open my un-drunk eyes to see
I am dead inside you
I am dead inside me
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