Something of me
went away with you,
the softness of silk,
beauty of your eyes,
the evergreen smile ,
and those romantic songs
in your husky voice.
In between hope and desire,
desire tends to reach
for joy and complete glory.
Though different seasons
do shows signs of differences,
shining and making everyone
to dance on its magic,
and also gives variable taste
with time.

The liking for a perfect home
from the childhood comes naturally
but the beauty of the things has
frozen my vision,
as someone close, left forever
just remembering the memories.

P.S : Another lonely post after a while, things keeps me busy


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