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
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