Roving Souls

I’m alone, up, above, and beyond,
you too are alive but aloof;
As the lightning crosses the sky in a wink,
we meet the same way at the brook.

The moon has whispered softly,
something into the ears of this night;
She has clasped the oak in her arms
with the looming darkness in her sight.

The moon has promised me….
he will come out of his tinsel town,
will stay untill I’m dazed by his poise.
Tip toeing quietly at sundown.

Some eyes will be on me and some on you,
O Love, I’ll sneak in your dark and leave;
Alas! Can’t keep you ever in my loop,
our love is rock but our hearts bleed.

Copyright reserved: DrNikhat Bano
New Delhi, July 21, 2018

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About Nikhat Bano

I am an ESP (English for Specific Purposes) Instructor by profession. I love to write romantic and spiritual poems and I find a great sense of relief after penning down my thoughts on paper. It has now become a passion for me and will continue as long as I live.

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