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In the dark I stood hand in hand with you
At the laughing polychromatic field 
Of illusory time with wings of blue
Expectant to have your  crimson wounds healed


It was I who spoilt the mathematics
Enthralled by a pair of jingling pink feet
Rendering my sensors problematic
Choosing the hilly apples amply sweet


At its core were ravens that I didn't know
Take my ice in your fire and let me melt
So said I and waited for a blue blow
But met just stones that in the cottage dwelt


It was right that you couldn't forgive my flaws
Meanwhile time flew on the wings of white cranes
Both of us kept loyal to the love's laws
Had time sat intact at that romance lane


Nor do I  need to erase the pink pain
Some aches seek preservation in white chest
I cherish living in the time again
Listening to the rain-drop sounds in breast


If  I could just turn back the hands of time
I'd have burnt myself in your restless flame
I'm sure we could have gotten back the rhyme
Many knots I couldn't resolve in the game


How long will last this pain gnawing at heart
Some say you will return at a new dawn
Though I see no trace of grace in desert
Cups of balmy time for ever are gone
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October 11, 2019
If only we could turn back the hands of time 
Poetry Contest : Sponsored by: Silent One

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