simran arora

Rookie (22-july-1996 / gurgon)

I Wait For The First Again... - Poem by simran arora

That late last evening,
and those foremost shadows,
that last buy,
and those foremost roles,
that last smile,
and those foremost glows,
that last deepth,
and those foremost see flows,
that last hunger,
and those foremost hungry pose,
that last jester,
and those foremost lovely chaos(fights) ...
That last motion,
and those foremost creative passions,
all this last,
with all that starts,
still comes together for the rain again....
With wiping of tears and stain,
for jester and passion together,
for you and me to go further...

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 27, 2013

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