THE COUNTDOWN-16
My love!
I remember the days
When you were not with me.
The toiling days and gloomy nights
When I had nothing
But managed to live
Coz I had dreams in my eyes
Now you are about to leave
Know not how to run through
The rest of my life
With no dreams, no roadmap
For the days coming
It seems
As if it was yesterday
When you crept into my life
Intoxicated me
Made me listen to your voice and dictates
I lost my open sky
And became a prisoner of your
Changing priorities and fluctuating demands
When you became my life
And me completely at your feet
You turned your face
Without bothering to think of the man
For whom you are the whole world
You intend to wish me goodbye
Forgetting the beauty of our relationship
The moments we shared
My love and commitment
For the beautiful girl
I will remember your last kiss
Never let the touch of your lips vanish
Let your colour on me be there
Painting my colourless world
With its magic wand
Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
16.11.2022
India
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