Paper Tents - Uncharted

Paper Tents

By Sallona Ramesh

Maybe after all is said and done

we’ll sit down, for a cup of tea

and laugh and cry, about

what could have been

to talk about how

in my moonless plight

you would sometimes, loan me

your star, for the night.


We trusted so firmly

in the cloudless sky

and moved, into paper tents

so tall and so dry

and maybe someday,

over that cup of tea

chunks of you will sit down, to dine

on chunks of me.

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