In these long days
that have passed by
I have forgotten you
i have forgotten love
how is your face,
how your voice sounds
how does your hand feel
when i hold it in mine
what is your fragrance
that kept me intoxicated
how is that demeanor
that made me admire you
how you still look
into my eyes piercing
when i ask you
to just hold me
I have forgotten
how your lips feel
on my lips and skin
and take me to trance
where I used to loose
myself in your glory
of only divine creature
I even knew existed
but in-spite of this
forgotten existence
of mine on earth
I carry that sweet pain
of your giving
deep in my heart
that solemn gift
of love you gave me
I still have those
blurred memories
of a few days we
hand in hand
walked the streets
of a distant corner
and those little days
we lived together
far from all civilization
but in spite of this
I have not forgotten
you, your name, love
and on every falling star
I call out your name
every strand of mine
just chants your fame
in spite of your absence
i always see you coming
as a weary desert traveller
sees an oasis right here
I see you love in every
blink of my eyes
whenever I shut my lids
to this world, an old
image of yours springs
holding my hand
as earlier as always
soothing my nerves
with your feather touch
holding my hands
with your little hands
that have passed by
I have forgotten you
i have forgotten love
how is your face,
how your voice sounds
how does your hand feel
when i hold it in mine
what is your fragrance
that kept me intoxicated
how is that demeanor
that made me admire you
how you still look
into my eyes piercing
when i ask you
to just hold me
I have forgotten
how your lips feel
on my lips and skin
and take me to trance
where I used to loose
myself in your glory
of only divine creature
I even knew existed
but in-spite of this
forgotten existence
of mine on earth
I carry that sweet pain
of your giving
deep in my heart
that solemn gift
of love you gave me
I still have those
blurred memories
of a few days we
hand in hand
walked the streets
of a distant corner
and those little days
we lived together
far from all civilization
but in spite of this
I have not forgotten
you, your name, love
and on every falling star
I call out your name
every strand of mine
just chants your fame
in spite of your absence
i always see you coming
as a weary desert traveller
sees an oasis right here
I see you love in every
blink of my eyes
whenever I shut my lids
to this world, an old
image of yours springs
holding my hand
as earlier as always
soothing my nerves
with your feather touch
holding my hands
with your little hands
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