In the Dark Moon Evening
In the dark moon evening,
Your memories had come.
To show that everything
Which we had done.
I was thingking then,
Which songs would have to listen.
I was remembering then,
The gifts which I had given .
Then I remembered our third meeting .
The blue-colored dress you had worn ,
Which resembled deep your eyes crying
Near the fully grown field of corn.
Your eyes were showing the regret ,
That you were trying me to forget .
Copyright © Deepak Devkar | Year Posted 2013
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