In rememberance

Getting back to times so well spent
Was indeed a revelation that
My coming did not go waste.
Much have I earned lost none
Meanings and memories merged                    
and did not collide to result disaster.
Instead, they shaped dreams and
bred new dreams,new relations.
Moments weighed and christened
New names, their solitary lustre were
 prayers invoked so long a time to be
With You, to feel You, to realise Your Presence
And so You did with love.
In all, the gazes, words, smell, energy
The Sun sent letters of love that survives
All discomfort, unpleasantness, contempt
and rejuvenates the entire being.
Thank You.




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