Grey, gold, crystal glanceYet bereft of 'em in flash
Stays like a speck of charm
In the midst of despair n' harm
Lingers longer like a wanted grief
Frivolous yet rooted deep
It clings if it wishes to
It stings if it chooses to
A decade and it's not older
Than yesterday's flavour
Swims like a dream from dawn
Calls unto its folds and turns
It's no more what it was
Grown now and with a mind
A face I saw in the morning shine
It's lived with me no less than mine
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@Anupam Good morning. Nice to read your post. Welcome Back.
ReplyDeleteWelcome back..
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ReplyDeletehey m so happy to see u alive here again.... hope all is well!! and of course ur poem as usual a good one,,,, :)
ReplyDeleteI am just happy to read this...here.
ReplyDeleteHi , welcome back Anupam . Beautiful poetry as always
ReplyDeleteWelcome BACK! :)
ReplyDelete..that poem is overwhelming, though I can't decipher what it means. Yet still, as always - brilliant.