To The Summers... Poem by Vivek Kumar
To The Summers...
Sitting at the door of my room...
I think of the summer...
The sun, clouds and the warm air.....
Even after 4 years...
Never changed memories and visions...
I am searching into the dense...
Your pictures and Your voices...
Somehow lost, from me, they stole...
For you, it's my wandering soul.....
At the door of my room...
I will wait till my eleventh day...
One day, you will turn around...
Again I will listen to your sound...
Tree is dying in the ground's arm...
Don't leave me alone in this storm.....
Even the 9 promises...
''Please never be apart'', they told...
A single belief, my heart can hold...
To breathe, to weep and to live...
You cant go away from me...
No end of the story of ''Ground and tree.....''
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5/17/2024 5:57:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sun, clouds and warm air motivate poetic mind with wonderful sequence. There is no need to weep. There is promise to live in love. A brilliant poem is well penned...10