Time would send me no answers, but I trust time to bring more important questions my way, someday.
If I could do a Neruda, You would have smelt of summer roses And Autumn pine. There would have been sheer love Of the kind that causes our hearts to ache And loneliness bordering the divine. You would have had so many secrets Welling up as in a girly giggle And so few friends who would hear them all. I am no Neruda I can't paint you a Summer breeze Amidst this long winter chill.
Beautiful, Rajeesh. Subtle and delicate. "...silence will fall over silences;"-a wonderful line.
ReplyDeleteAnother wonderful one Rajesh, I love "Some day my songs will sing of you no more."
ReplyDeleteReally it so nice.....
ReplyDeleteI like it very much. Thanks for sharing.