The brevity of the moment
that lasted a beat of her heart,
was nothing short of a lifetime
that changed her apart.
The conceit of the erudite
the ostentation of the juvenile,
the beauty of a thousand smiles
was quietly falling apart.
She watched her reflect
and she saw her ethereal self
for once she fathomed
what the moment meant.
~Suprabhat
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