If you should ask, ' How I remember you? '
I would say, ' The eyes and her loneliness'.
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Poetry gives me joy, I write poems when I am sad, happy or alone.Poems are a constant companion. I read and re-read my favourite poems. My favourite poems are the romantic poems of Keats and love poems of Neruda.)
Wild Flower
If you should ask, ' How I remember you? '
I would say, ' The eyes and her loneliness'.
A sight lost in distant dreams.
Stranger in aloof, tempts in eagerness.
How they talked to me, often-
In the quietness of the night.
Whispers, in my empty room, lingering
And a life spent, since, deciphering.
If you should ask, 'Why I sigh? '
I would say, ' Things happened'.
And amidst winter's ruins, a wild flower lies
Unseen & smothered, at the night's end.
One last, it touched the morning air
A savage fragrance, a juvenile heart ensnared
Of love ancient & feelings anew.
A wild flower once bloomed in you? .