Aniruddha Pathak Poet Ghazal

I stood unsure when vacillating there

I stood unsure when vacillating there,
My thoughts walked way ahead me waiting there.
    I’ll reach you, love, ere my feet reaching there,
    Wet you with love ere rain can, raining there.
Like some of my friends who come to meet me,
I’ll barge in before air entering there
    And try to soothe the kind soul that dwells on: 
    How’ll the poor plucked flowers be feeling there.
To me alas, flowers die anyway,
O to die a slow death suffering there. 
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Ghazal |16.09.2025 | flowers, friend, love, rain

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