I sit on a broken bridge
M. Yusuf Abbasi

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I sit on a broken bridge
On a limpid stream
Flowing out of me
Molten mirrors
In the eye
Of every moment,
Lingering images
In every surging wave
Take away
Something out of me.
Where are those waters?
Gone far beyond
The doors of dawn.
And the veils of sunset.
Do they flow
Under new bridges
Down stream
Or merge in the ocean?
Where shall I be?
Gone!
Another wave ...
Or sitting still
On another bridge.
Published - October 1991 - ©

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