With Strict Conditions Poem by Arvind Srivastava

The darkness that you had given me as a gift
I have left it in the hands of this lake
Where I am often drenched in memories
I search for you in its vast waters,
Like some velvety soft thoughts
Every day my eyes turn to stone
You are here somewhere in the light of my darkness
In every pore of this solitude
Like some magical feeling!
Where a stone melts every day
Every day the world is created in a new form and
Gods smile with strict conditions!