On the Eve,
Mind walks beyond its dimensions
Meditative of the image
Had it allnot passed at the blink of an eye?
Recollecting the reminisce of the pretty twilight,
Do that wooden seat still lies?
Scene where we sat
Hand in hand
Shoulder to shoulder
Exchanging the dreams.
Wish,had it all not passed at the blink of an eye.
Trembled of the partation amidst us
As a divided nation would suffer
Distance as mere as hands
I feel so close yet so far.
Yellowish sky with blueish touch
Nostalgic moments of Love.
Wish,had it all not passed at the blink of an eye❤