Life trudges painfully

On a desolate stretch of uncharted path

Bemoaning the burden of silence.

And a volcano of memories erupt within

Spewing thick smoke of loneliness.

I close my eyes to savour the fragrance

Of our bygone delicious togetherness.

And now my eyelids refuse to open

Lest reality steals away that fragrance.

Comedown my love at least for a while

Let’s laugh and revel together.

=Ghouse

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