Monday, September 27, 2010


we walked
over the hills
down the plains.
Admiring the rainbow,
the wetness of the grass,
and gentle dew drops hanging,
over the leaves of the deodar trees!

we held
our hands.
Very warmly
we embraced.
Our eyes met again,
filled with tears and pain
we bade each other a goodbye!

I stood,
as tears flow
and heart aches.
I picked up flowers
trampled by your steps
and gently put them in the memoirs,
which I will keep aside and locked forever!

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