2020.12.18.
He Was My Companion
After the breakupNeither you nor I cried
But neither of us
Were able to get a calm night's sleep
He was my companion
But neither of us were compatible
That either the shade ruled or the sunshine1
But never both2
There were enmities, There was neglect
There was grief and all
But in the departing pair
There was no disloyalty
Put on mascara, I cannot bear
The dry and crisp powder.
In the eyes where the beloved resides
Who else can remain?
When the time came, those eyes
Contained our poetry3
The type of poetry3
Which was never recited to anyone