Just 6 - Poem by Indranil Bit
Suddenly on a dusty road, we meet again,
Meeting you is a blessed accident,
Time has craved you more beautiful,
You are no more a familiar girl whom I know,
‘Do you still love me' her question is short.
Her chin droops, her eyes moistens,
I taps her chin up, admires her eyes,
I gather my words and then slowly speaks.
‘To love is a habit' I pause and replies,
‘A habit that doesn't fade away with time'
‘The more I love, the more I grow'
‘The more I learn to thrive a love show'.
A pause comes, few motionless moment follows,
We greet goodbye and start walking our way,
Perhaps in a decade time, we will meet again,
Hope then your question change to admiration.
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