Every beautiful thing in life reminds me of you

And let me cherish you in the moment of silences

I tied long before.

Like a time, you cross the streams of my mind

Colored in a new narratives of life

Still stuck somewhere to return to my dreams

Where I promised to meet you on the decided convoy but

It is the veil of hurt; unconsciously permit my eyes to avert

To avoid your eyes

Where past cradles the moments I locked behind

Like a token in the bottle left to washed alone

Amid the harshness of life.

Like a mirage you sparked the thirst

For love in the desert of my heart

Where I decided to see you from afar

To sustain the myth of life.

                                                                                                       Smriti Thakur

 


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