Dear -
When,
Everything around me
Was moving -
I was writing !
Scores of lines -
Edited – to hide something.
Decorated and making it presentable.

But Tomorrow,
When I will move -
I am silent -
And my pen.

I wish -
This silence is not me -
Or its only me!
I still don’t know.
Resilent -
Seeing the play -
Of life.

Wish to narrate every thing -
That searched the petals -
Swimming the ocean of tears.

In all these-
Dear – Seems -
I have lost my pen -
Hands trembling.

Wish – If you can -
Dip the pen – In rainbow colours.
Hold my hands
Sit beside me !
And let me write.

See on the paper -
The scribbles over it.
That’s me.
Love that like ever.

Beyond our bodies -
Beyond the time -
Beyond me and you.

Let me write -
Everything -
That’s me -
Eternal curves of my Poems – you love.
Like Ever.