Poetry : A few Paces Apart
A Few Paces Apart
I lazily watched the trains go by
At Maidan Metro Station,
When there alighted a
pleasant-looking couple
From a crowded train.
Unthinkingly, I tried to guess:
Were they bound in marital bliss?
The woman seemed to be in her
thirties,
Dressed in plain lilac cotton.
Her hair lay rather carelessly strewn,
Framing a face of innocent grace;
And he, a tall and mature man,
Walked beside her in fast pace.
Then my eyes caught a telling glimpse—
The man was striding far ahead,
While she, in her flattering
slippers,
Lagged behind with measured tread.
The guess I made, I think, was right:
Leaving his lady far behind,
They could only be a married
couple—


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