Treasure Island

Deepa Thomas

(28th August / Kerala, India)

After Hours...


Morning rain ended a long, disturbed night
Dull rays of sun brought a sorrowful light
The soaked pillow is accounting for my grief
Memories of you brought me a smile so brief
Moving away from you, I pierced my heart
And realized that I have hardly a life apart
With deep love, I'd always remember
Of your beautiful heart that's so tender
Dreaming of your touch so softer
My heart would break in a blister
Of the warmth of your lips so gentle
Memories of mine would be eternal
The magic I thought is lost is still within
With the warmth of love ever rolling
Again and again in each moment
I wish I had asked you on the first moment...

Submitted: Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Edited: Friday, June 24, 2011

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