Wrote a poem after many years. Strange that poems flow out of my pen only when I am melancholic.
We'd quite a time, betwixt
The charming smile, yours;
And poor sarcasm, mine.
The casual questions, yours;
And tedious answers, mine.
We'd quite a time, betwixt
The elegant dressing, yours;
And unpretentious gazes, mine.
The patient listening, yours;
And foolish gibberish, mine.
We'd quite a time, betwixt
The fast track promotions, yours;
And managerial brawls, mine.
The globe trotting vacations, yours;
And wilderness escapades, mine.
We'd quite a time, betwixt
The playful indifference, yours;
And gentle advances, mine.
Sharing cribs and whine,
Ah! the joys when we'd dine.
Hope to stay in touch, betwixt
The new chapter in life, yours;
And vagabond dreams, mine.
-- Shashank
1 comments:
good work Shashank
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