[Poem] Reason
Like every occasion in the past,
when we met last,
promises, there were none
neither a semblance of an assurance
Like the hands of a clock,
we drifted apart,
but, destined to meet again
on a new turf
Perhaps, our love draws its sustenance
from these occasional distances
and destined confluences
Do we need any other reason?
Vijay © 24th November, 2005
when we met last,
promises, there were none
neither a semblance of an assurance
Like the hands of a clock,
we drifted apart,
but, destined to meet again
on a new turf
Perhaps, our love draws its sustenance
from these occasional distances
and destined confluences
Do we need any other reason?
Vijay © 24th November, 2005
1 Comments:
promises..
poetries..
assurance..
waiting..
distances..
reason for all that is love..
and
you need love to reason out your love..
good one..
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