Your remembrance
Your remembrance is alike to a flower’s essence.
You’re the heart of spring filled up with pleasance
Carrying that heaps of memoirs upto this long distance
Recollecting now I’m the key of your heart, when
you’ve given it to me which I’ve gleaned by hands
Even today in the deep state of night if I wake up
Inside my breath I feel your vigorous presence
And right then all failure transforms into fulfilment
I asked myself losing you why my heart cries than
Why then stitching of these innumerable words
When you’re golden sky and intact heaven inside my heart !
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