You stormed
like a high tide,
brought beautiful shells
into my stride,
colourful and bright.
You met me
it seems,
in my most
colourful dreams.
At once you receded,
the sands eroded,
underneath my feet,
tickling away
my body, my soul.
Were those my bits
that u took away ?
Or was it my heart
that you stole away ?
---- Bharat Bhushan Jakhmola