The change

Today,
when the sun filtered red rays
of the persimmon sky,
I watched the road,
from my imprisoned balcony,
lined with a new plant,
boredom gave birth to,
in the last few days of unhappiness.

you weren't there,
but the air smelled of you,
I watched the smoke closely
rising from the wet creepers,
snuggling into your arms,
and I ached,
the pain of the pain,
I felt.

You were there,
months back,
dealing with my fears,
placing my heart for the show,
in the market place,
while my bones shivered,
begged,
and cried,
but you didn't care,
it ended,
the way everything beautiful ends,
in the lies of your afterglow,
and in the truth of my confessions,

Today,
I watched the same road,
where we began,
and ended too,
I smiled,
after a pause,
and the sky sighed heavily,
but it didn't rain,
because we left,
and so did my pain,
perhaps.

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