Before writing

Before writing What magic happened to me That memories started to come, what a foolish heart Just for a moment I wondered if you were there or not But the flowing colors, the flower garden, the fragrance Remind me of your beautiful eyes I am compelled to write, otherwise I'd say you are a killer Because many days have passed in memories of the one who left on a journey Many years have gone by just humming With love, all Jagdish Bajantri