Rainy September Night

I remember Tollygaunge
A rainy september night,
Alone in my prejudice
Sluggish in the drenched kurta
No one around, just a dark september night
And depraved me
He promised, and I hoped
the night to be darker
And his lonesome arm clutching me
The vanity that attracted me
The wrath that stole my reality
And I diffused
Sans awakening, a desire
Only to be clutched , held again
To taste again, his nictotine stained lips
The eyes that spoke of dreams
And other nine million lies
Lies that I adored more than truth
Bereft I walked, amid the rainy september night