Colors
That show...
In the illuminated darkness
Of a nostalgic dream.
Words
That say...
In the most cherished letter
Never meant to be.
Voids
That remain...
After a beautiful reunion
Of dearest childhood friends.
Memories
That linger...
In the bitter sweet nights
Of an insomniac traveler.
Poems
That hide...
In a tottered page
Of agonizing ignominy.
Songs
That echo...
In silent journey
Of dream and reality.
Life
That sleeps...
On the sidewalks
Of time running away.
(c)Ankur
7 comments:
amazing stuff thanx :)
This is wonderful.
thnk you!
"I can’t write a poem.
But may be someday,
I will steal one,
From the way your hair hides your face
When you are asleep."
So lovely ....
thanks arun...thank you for dropping by.
This is stunning!
Though in the middle stanzas you could economize the words :)
Thank you Preety. Will keep that in mind :)
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