The sun is set now...
The last hue seems to have dived
into the ocean of darkness...
You have put up a strong face
and are brave...
I am there...
When even the rustling of leaves
would slow down...
And the guiding star
hide behind the clouds thick...
We will find a way together...
If your grief carry
a mask of silence..
When the lump would refuse to rise
in the parched throat and you sit...
tired....
I will be there...
We will bring back the tint to see..
I will wait with you till its dawn...
And still when you put up a strong face
and walk ahead..
I will to walk too...
Unperturbed, quiet...
With my chin up..
And my head held with courage
and pride for your valor...
And yet...at last...
if a long held tear surges up...
Love,
I will be there..I will be there...
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A refined poetic imagination, Rasika. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.