Dear –
When,
Everything around me
Was moving –
I was writing !
Scores of lines –
Edited – to hide something.
Decorated and making it presentable.
But Tomorrow,
When I will move –
I am silent –
And my pen.
I wish –
This silence is not me –
Or its only me!
I still don’t know.
Resilent –
Seeing the play –
Of life.
Wish to narrate every thing –
That searched the petals –
Swimming the ocean of tears.
In all these-
Dear – Seems –
I have lost my pen –
Hands trembling.
Wish – If you can –
Dip the pen – In rainbow colours.
Hold my hands
Sit beside me !
And let me write.
See on the paper –
The scribbles over it.
That’s me.
Love that like ever.
Beyond our bodies –
Beyond the time –
Beyond me and you.
Let me write –
Everything –
That’s me –
Eternal curves of my Poems – you love.
Like Ever.