This morning is red
Even though dawn has slipped away
Even though dawn has slipped away
These drops which leave their home
A forgotten elegy beneath
The grey
slow clouds they hum
I remember a embrace like this morning
Partly
full of longing
And partly ridden with abandon
And partly ridden with abandon
How
incomplete the same skies seem
No different than my immobile passing
No different than my immobile passing
This
journey is now a point itself
No goal, no home to hope for
No goal, no home to hope for
Inchoate our story shall be
But nothing has felt more absolute
But nothing has felt more absolute
And more complete than this love I carry within
Your
kisses break at the doorstep
Of a haunting memory of autumn
Of a haunting memory of autumn
That
autumn is about to knock again
And again
And again
The world shall immerse in blinding rain
Lot of pathos here! Let things go!
ReplyDeleteI have. Thanks for reading Uppalji.
DeleteWOW!! Tooo GOOOD !!!
ReplyDeleteThank you Tina
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