Twinkling, shuddering, blazing sky.
All the colours of a rainbow,
Red, blue and white.
Meteors rain on,bringing light.
As, the sky retains its darkness, in all that light,
I was enough - before.
The whole world was, alas, enough before.
Sometimes, I wish I hadn’t met you.
Pains of parting were a plenty, before you.
But yours has a keenness of a different hue.
Sometimes it seems unfair,
To have so many, away.
Whichever side, each stays half,
Complete – ever are we?
Free, we are bound, and bound, we are free.