by Aashish Thakur
My tombstone will be blank or…?
Doesn’t interest me
But I want to see-
The falling sky and your departure
The invitation to spring and my happy lips
Doesn't count…
But I want to see-
The pain of the autumn, and your aging fingers
The dream of blurred boundaries
I can laugh on this joke, right here, right now,
But I want to see-
Exchanging of smiles by neighbours
And green grass, crushed only by children
I have no words to express the joy reading you!
ReplyDeleteI am waiting for the force to born from within..
seeds are sown, field is fertile!