Kissaa Kahaani

March 7, 2011

The Morning After…

… The night was full of fragrance of cold, winter air…
Of love and sweat and smokey wonder
And a scent unique to you

When the morning arrived
When the sun’s path was paved
And the dawn grew

With the misty foggy wind
Gone were you too
Merged with sun and dew

You touched me, my soul
And you left behind the memories,
… my memories few

Cant you come back?
And take away the pain
And wipe away the memories
And give me my love true?

(c) Mamta Kashyap
11:16 pm 3rd Jan 2011


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