Did you say something?
Something that I heard
Or something I wanted to listen
Or something you never intended
To utter
Your silence pierced me
With words
I feel most uncomfortable with
From the moment dawn breaks
Till the time dusk
Sweeps me to
The chambers
I reluctantly retire to
For the night
That falls carrying all those lonely stars
At my feet
Waiting for another dawn…
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Pritpal Kaur
Pritpal Kaur
A television journalist turned writer I have been writing short stories and poetry for almost twenty five years. Masters in Physics and Education, turned to Television journalism and gradually shifted to full time writing. Taught physics for a year at University of agriculture. Meanwhile worked for All India Radio as announcer. Reported for “Parakh” and later worked with NDTV. Got into professional writing somewhere along the line. Have also produced documentaries for television and radio.