Oh......
Its summer now
We met after a long time
Did you miss me ?
I did......
......A lot
It was a really long year
Wasn't it ?
Perhaps you didn't realise
Maybe you were busy
I was too
But there never was a day
I didn't remember you
Didn't long for you
Didn't hold you dear
The last time we met
Was so short
But I cherish it
It kept me going
For this long long while
My summer
You've come to embrace me
Withold me in your arms
As pleasing as it feels
I'm always bewitched by your charms
The apple of my eyes
My summer
You've come to me
Oh stary night of Clear skies
_Narayani
YOU ARE READING
It's pretty even to hate
PoetryWhat is the purest feeling in the world? Hate ...... How doubtless it feels Sheer and pure But have you felt it pretty ? You now will....
