Is it a tear
or a drop of sweat
you saw my hair,
Drenched in this kolkata autumn,
you saw the drop of sweat,
Begin from the roots of that solitary lock of hair
Flowing down over my eyebrow
the meandering stream
just managing to skim those few hairs,
and then dropping into the eye.
you waited for it
to catch some air..
Then watched it flowing down my cheek,
Picking up speed,as it found the groove along my nose.
Finally kissing my lips...
losing its way
touching my tongue
you thought you saw everything?
you just saw them flowing down my eyes
you felt them rest
you missed my tears joining them on their quest
know why i wear my shades even in shade....
i tasted it
it was sweat