by Tanya, find her here.
Anindya Chattopadhyay/ BCCL Delhi
1. On this gloomy day with lack of air and breathlessness,
You decide to be my safety mask.
2. I can’t see the buildings behind our house,
The smog is such.
But I can see through your heart pure and clear.
3. We used to cross our paths everyday,
But nowadays I cant find you…
Your number is odd
And mine is even…
4. Roses are dead,
Grey is the new sky blue,
Oh my dear,
I love you.
5. You used to take my breath away,
Now it’s the air I breathe.
6. It’s not you,
It’s not me,
It’s the smog.
Tanya, „love in the times of Delhi winters“, aknownspace, 2021, 2, 6