Presence

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Silencing all sounds
Shutting the world out
Everywhen I sit
To pen down a poem
Is that your presence
Brimming with love
That I feel alongside?!

An Old, Broken Bench

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Left alone unwanted
In the garden’s corner
With rust-covered railings
And a few broken nails
Moist-laden old planks
Catering to termites
An old bench survives
Talking to the little buds

Drawing from distant past
Woven with halcyon days
The rickety old bench
Recounts many tales
Of the playful kids’ games
Young lovers’ smitten gazes
Lazy men’s lengthy sleeps, and
Aged ones’ reminiscent sighs!

An Autumn Night

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Rustling Autumn leaves
Of this Moonlit breezy night
Remind me so much
Of your breathing
As you once calmly slept
Wrapped in my loving arms
Serene like a celestial nymph

A hoary Moon hiding by
Passing dark wispy clouds
Reminds me so much
Of your sweet face
Silently seducing me
Veiled by wavy strands
Of your wild fragrant hair

Even the coarse quilts
Of this mattress
Feel so very tender tonight
So like your supple skin
Burning me once with passion
Pressed against my being
In deep intimate hugs

Have I spent myriad nights
All by my somber Self
Inebriated with your memories
Why this night feels, then
Warm and divine?
Did you just feel me there
As an old forlorn dream?