This Much To Bygone Love We Owe Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
This Much To Bygone Love We Owe
Since we no more together sing in tune,
Kiss nor yet curse, let's set each other free,
Our love that had the warmth of sunny June
Has cooled, if not frozen like arctic sea;
I'm sad, at this time of our life's journey,
Our once fond hearts aught now beat all alone;
Let's shake hands whilst vacating the vows we
Vouched once; how we felt they were writ on stone!
Yet, fate favouring, if we meet again,
Let's not frown, wrinkled forehead nor yet brows
If just one jot of June we still retain,
If not in fair defence of Vedic vows,
Let us stay fair-minded birds—friend nor foe—
This much I feel to bygone love we owe.
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In today's times often two lovers wear their love as if on sleeves, and on a slightest setback part. Yet, embers of the old love still burns alive beneath mounds of accumulated ash. This sonnet reflects such warmth.
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Sonnets | 06.11.08 |
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9/19/2024 7:01:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Fair-minded birds! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Yes, only fair minded birds can part with no ill feelings, love still founting from their. Thank you indeed dear reader EKL.