Lost In Her Memories Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Not lost in my own reveries,
I was lost in her memories,
And then a flash of lightning came,
Clear I read her resplendent name.
And a soft breeze when came to call
Her fragrance wafted from across the wall,
And the whole mangrove hailed
The sweet singing nightingale
To ask: can we keep your haunting Fifth Note
And still let it freely float?
I wondered if the breeze
Now flowing in some ease
Can freeze all her fragrance
O to let her memories enhance.
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Musings | 40.01.2019 |