Dear,
left with only one wish
in life: to leave,
like a cool breeze,
like bright moonshine,
without hurting anybody!
But my love,
your wish is also the same: why?
Is love the cause?
Dear,
I read your mind long back...
Though we are far away,
no distance between us!
You are with me always!
When we are carried away
by a twister of love,
how can we leave?
The dawn yet to come,
won't it be ours?
Dear,
betrayal is death
and no one likes to die
twice when alive!
Where do we reach
by leaving our love?
No holy places, shrines and
rivers will give us peace!
Dear,
why should we live,
so wild, in these
concrete jungles?
Together stay, share some
wonderful moments
and then leave!
But,
when our love make us live,
how can we leave?
18.03.96
premji premji
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