Like some whiff of the past yore,
Like the petrichor on a barren shore,
And like melodies of some old folklore,
She was there in every scene of the play,
Smiling – teasing every night and day,
Though in reminiscence,
She lived forever to make him quiver
Just like that in some nagging fray.
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
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Loved the way you have used these enchanting metaphors to depict the memories.
Thanks so much
Awesome creation !!
Thanks so much Akshaya
My pleasure.
😊🌸
👍🏼😇👌🏼👌🏼…..
Shantanu, the internal music of this poem is fantastic! Bravo, my friend!
P.S. Glad you got safe home 🙂
Thanks so much for your kind words. Much appreciate your reading and thanks for thinking about me. I am traveling back again tomorrow 🌸😊
What happened?
Oh nothing for work. I came back for the weekend.
I am glad to hear! Enjoy your weekend!
You too my friend
Beautiful very beautiful 😍
Thanks so much Adithya