No promise, please
Better no promise to me give,
Words vouched seldom a long life live.
Say, you’ll try, meet again,
I’ll wait as if you were rain,
Like rain, shall let you when you leave.
Joy there’s in love to wait,
As there’s in getting wet—
Moments spent with you to re-live.
Musings | 10.01.17 |
Copyright © Aniruddha Pathak | Year Posted 2019