Like all sad things –
the sky, ocean and the colour blue –
it’s only natural to be in pieces
even while shaking hands
and smiling, agreeing to plausible things that people say.
Like all lone things – like
mountains, wildcats and sandpipers,
it’s alright to sit empty for long durations.
Like some forgotten things- like
the stars, it’s okay be only a part
of their thickest dreams
in the undercurrent of today.