When all is quiet,
a sombre moon would smile,
briefly, beautifully - about this peace,
The breeze follows a fragrance -
some sleepy flowers would yawn,
the gentleness of now, overwhelms her;
Many years back when you arrived -
leaving memories,
those moments -
leaving us - me and you,
now,
Could it be like that again?
many questions, many semicolons,
left behind, some around her soul's corner -
wondering and thinking,
songs they sang, jokes they laughed at -
together,
Could it be you were doing something else?
where you played tricks,
Could it be she was doing something else?
where she just loved - unspoken;
Slowly these dewdrops collect dreams,
as night falls over a autumn- caressed land,
Maybe you would remember - someday,
a heart of yesterday,
she may be waiting, sometimes hopelessly praying,
in this world of no permanence.
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Submission Name: A reflected memory
