A Valentine's Day

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Another dry day in Pilani.
Another dawn, shrouded
By the misty moist.
It is still dark.
And all are asleep. Only I sit,
Gazing blankly at a moon
That belonged to some other dawn.
The sun isn't up yet,
Fortunately.
It all seems familiar,
Yet, not quite.

I am unmindfully wondering,
Of someone sitting far away,
Maybe thinking, maybe not,
Maybe just blissfully asleep,
Fortunate.
Maybe planning to spend the day
With someone;
Awake with excitement.
It isn't a pleasant thought.
How strange!

Today seems so empty,
All around seems a void,
Seemingly having cleared space
And waiting for someone.

I haven't been cured yet.
Maybe I’m just incurable,
Fortunately.
Yet it's not the same.
Maybe I have just grown up.
The same excitement hasn't remained, just
The moist joy
Of gazing blankly at the morning moon.
`
Feb, 2006