Drifting In Dust Storm

satishverma

Difficult it was

to understand oneself-
protecting the link
of the dust.

Restrained, a brazen
accident of the first
time. The creed has the originality.

Moving on opposite
paths, distances apart-
I beseech you to turn back.
The weed will divide us badly.

Do you believe in
afterlife? May I wait for
you, when you had blinked?

Your liberalism, and
peeling off the past will change
as future looked uncertain.

Will you insist on the
parting of the light
in crevices of mind?

Will you let me off to move away?

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 15th, 2021 21:18
  • Category: Nature
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  • L. B. Mek

    indeed, a large part of loss is in acceptance..
    while we strive to keep their memory's crystallised - froze,
    we must equally admit they are no longer fingertip - close



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