The new story will begin...

I moved,

I had no options

But I felt your fragrance around,

Where I left you…

Are you still there?

 

The bond, we shared

Assured me that we will never depart…

An ideal combination of contentment

And love,

All fine possessions around,

On that cloud nine!

 

Feeble, we were…

The gush of wind,

I began to swing…

 

In this inexplicable world,

Though you were with me…

Then!

Though I smelt your presence around…

But when I stop running away

From my shadow,

I found you far away again

In your world of delusions and deceives!

 

When I close my eyes,

I can see you and your love,

It lightens my heart,

I embrace you…

I can hear those beats…

 

I opened my eyes,

I saw you away, far-off

Your fading silhouette…

Don’t know where you’re heading to!

And I moved away, too

I know,

The new story will begin…

Author's Note

I wrote this poem when I was staring a tree, those leaves. They shed their leaves in autumn and they gain in spring. Though they might have shared many rains and heat, nobody knows the fate of those discarded leaves; they will relish the new ones when the spring will visit again!

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Reviews

[Radad Ibn Nasir]

At first it reaches out almost yearning, then it seems to be capable of departing and being quite fine at least in due part to the experience itself. Nice!

[Amrita Sharma Pokharel]

Thank you :)