Absence by Gulzar

Beyond glass doors,
between thick branches of trees
in spring,
the rain falls, quietly.There are noises,
there are people;
they are talking.

Beyond the noises of their talking,
somewhere within me,
on another surface
falls your absence, quietly,
very quietly.

Author: Gulzar

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