7 september 2020
Parting The Ways
Like wounded tiger,
going for last innings.
Like Orpheus listening
to water, without looking back.
Will not entrance you
any more, under the moonscape,
getting light from
the nightingale.
Finding the passage of
sunrise, I will wait for you
to come last time-
for a goodbye.
Trembling like aspen
leaf, to steal your aura
in moonless night, when Milky Way
will spread the diamonds.
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