Turns of life


Whenever the turns of this life
Usher me into your company
This earth – it seems lovelier, sweeter
Than the moon it self.

The passages of heart are redolent
With the fragrance of crimson roses
As such
The sounds of your voice beckon me
When the day begins to fade.

An assertive knock, sometimes
And sometimes as silent whispers
Your memories wake me up, everyday
In the dying hours of the night.

Every rendevouz – it ends with parting again
Alas, why is it so
This one question, now
Agitates me, all the time


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