Friday, 13 July 2018

The epitaph !


Between leaves of time 
Sleeps the untold tale of life,
In dreams of love and love of dreams.
Smudging the margin in between
The trust and deceit, walk away,
Hand in hand, in silence
Without signifying who you are 
And who am I;
Only the kisses lie scattered--
Forlorn--in the corner of the room.

The song of distant meadows !!

In my sparkling youth, on a delightful day of the college picnic, an ever-smiling teacher said to me "In your stubborn state, you don...