when pains strike me
you come live
thro' your antarctic eyes
scrubble your eyelashes
peeping thro' hymalan hair
and ask
LOVE!!
how are you
you promissed me
a lot
bereft of rosegardens
i somehow
got a pulse of your nerves
believed
what you said
and the time went thro'
your thoughts
your desires
the day after night
i forget
and i recall
your promises
i know
you never promised
rosegardens
but
i paint roses
thro' your lips
as they smile
and ask
at every another moment
LOVE!!
how are you
distances
it may tell a lot
i forget
the other moment
as
you live
at my heart
i know
pains strike
you pick out
the bristles
one by one
and your lips smile
ask
at every halt
LOVE!!
how are you
i take to my heart
the spirit
you bestowed
upon my soul
i too smile
thro' your antarctic eyes
source inspire: shipra vashisht, neha mehta, mallika sherawat, punjab university chandigarh
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