Friday, February 2, 2024

This, One More..

May be I forgot
How you look
May be I do not recall
Having you ever met
It is OK life is too small to fret
On times I remember dreams
That brought us together 
Walking hand in hand
Over the bridge across the lake
My mind tells me that it is
Just another day where
I simply do not hail
When we ever had our eyes set
Clashing each others thoughts
In a hazy mist and took me away
As we were lost in the thin air 
Of less than nothingness…
That means O Krishna, everything
Forever yours!