Hear It In The Whispers

To, A Friend. By, A Friend.

Hear It In The Whispers
By: Akhilesh Agarwal

I know a girl who says, Stop Running

She sits on the cobbled streets, below the shiny windowpanes

And never begs, no, her hands are too open

She says that to every person by and by

She says that with a smile that encompasses

The world that she snickers at

She never looks at the sky like it’s too high

Or like the ground too soiled

She looks at the world like it is a memory

And she a nostalgia, a figment of it anyways

She looks at me like I am her part

And even I know I am