Musafir
The sun will rise tomorrow and in days to come
Change in this primordial pattern will be none
In the same way Tilottama’s love for you
Will burn for you every night anew
Musafir, my love for you can never be chained
By sterile value system
Chained to my heart your dreams
Forever will glisten
The dreams of rosy future that was our
You painstakingly banged them up
And threw them down from careworn bower
You are a ghost of your past
Serving now the Devil unabashed
I am watching you helplessly at the present
Your downward spiral into self-delusion incessant
You alone have become executioner
Of our blooming love at the altar of Lucifer
Still in this life my heart sanguine
Sings notes of hope, dear Musafir
That our hearts will definitely unite 'ek bar phir'.
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Dr Paromita Ojha
Member Since: 01 Apr, 2015
~~A voracious reader, a triple Master’s Degree Awardee, blogger, painter, mostly on the move having worked with corporate houses in the past and better half of service personnel. Currently on a sabbatical post being awarded Doctoral degree from RTM...
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