My Views…………..
An year has passed,
I wait not now for your star cast,
The day may be initially foggy,
With zero visibility and dark feasibility,
I believe time is the healer,
It knows when to apply balm on aching elbow,
I have decided not to engross me in war fare,
Which will puzzle me ,
with vagaries of trade fair,
Year to year ,the stair case I climb ,
is making me mellow,
Yet ,in lonely dusk ,
your reflections recognises me as hollow,
I became firm with leaves yellow,
But your fragrance is thrilling,
Sings your song trillion times near my willow,
My grass beds smiles with your dew,
But my mind denies to scroll the review,
Every passing hour the war between the mind and heart,
Was giving me bouts of desperation,
Now I shout ,enough of exertion,
To my point of view.
The new dawn will out waive out you from my preview.
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