As fast as I could manage
I ran and ran and ran
I was on a special mission
I had to catch a train
I reached the station late and
The train was about to leave
I held on to the door knob
Didn’t want to miss and grieve
My beau was going far away
His last glimpse I needed
He was not going to wait for me
That fact I should have heeded
Wanted to have his last image
Imprinted on my heart
Which I will carry to my tomb
And make that place a state of art
~Sudha Dixit
Bangalore, India