the sea comes rushing up to meet me
it wants to engulf me in its soothing darkness.
the sun rises high to pour its warmth on me,
not allowing for a minute of forgiving shade.
the winds threaten to carry me far away
from the legendary happiness that bounds my ankles.
the sands of the hottest indian deserts
offer themselves to help me drown in the mirages.
and all this while, all i can think of
is how i flee tempting offers such as these
to be a part of your impatient hatred.
just like all the women in the world
cannot make you happy,
all the time in the world
cannot make me forget.