Promises
In stubbles of your kisses
I search for red plums
I heard your hair's
Rumblings in clouds and
Your silence broke a pine-bough
Last night
This morning a panting bud
Sighs for a hopeful bloom and
Spring waits for your scent
In a drop of your memory
I look for sea's blueness
In echoes of your laughter
I hear your eyes singing
And in splinters of your moans
I stumble on your promises
Copyright © Ibohal Kshetrimayum | Year Posted 2018
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