Salute! To the dearest among the dearest
Thine letter for thee, leaving memoirs beside
I rushed on the fly. Farthest could be nearest,
Ignorance is bliss but without a hut to reside.
Starry nights and the Zephyr wave, I miss
Nights spent with you, here I am a blue-collar
though I can't sit tight, a memory of your kiss
Lasts forever, with the fade of natures color.
Our fervor for each other may change or not,
Forgive me for I blurt sometime. So strange
Mimesis you do, stains on canvas tell a lot.
I am lost, surviving on orts, spending my age.
This hurts something more than we thought,
Goodbyes and cries and all that pitied gaze.
©Firoj K. Timalsina