How can you
see me not; blooming
far off the mountain ranges
Taking a golden smile
into your heart
How can you
feel me not; swaying
far off the moorland
Taking a cool breeze
by your slender branches
How can you
remember me not; shedding
the last fall
of my benevolent tears
Beyond the muted graveyards
How can you
dream me not; drifting
amongst the hoary clouds
Taking a wink of my gesture
Upper than the whirling skies
Beautifully worded queries aired freely enter the soul of the reader
‘m so humbled by thy say respected Madhumathy Ji. Respects
A searing,questioning,and beautifully-crafted poem.
So much thanks for thy beautiful comments dear Sir Vijay Nair Ji. Respects _()_
Meticulously crafted