that one special winter?
when it was young
so young
as of you
as of mine.
and when-
on its icy canvas
we met
like never ever before.
Such was the only winter-
which brimmed us
with the cozy warmth-
of eternal Ecstasy-
in our blooming love.
So silently-
it kept hold......
could you count?
those upcoming seasons of spring
which were yet to appear
in our dreamy life.
now in sunset years
of mine alone-
do you know?
that winter .
once again
met me yesterday
met me yesterday
in the evening
on a deserted road-
in the month of -
barren
brazen
vagabond
vagabond
hot winds.
though-
its well known flowering zeal
in the absence of its inherent spring
melted
but, not yet burnt
riding on my fainted and passive breath
it touched my heart
it touched my heart
and asked me of you
so curiously
as i used to ask
about you
so madly
about you
so madly
years ago.
but in my compelled silence
it finally melt down
and exit from my heart
just as a heavy sigh of separation.................... .....
i have no words to praise
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