A bottle of ‘Q’ you opened
and you had a sip after gentle smell
You did goodbye to day & started a night
Your face- mixed of hush and lust
When you began to count the stars
The black clouds were wrapping the sky
Slowly, you stared at my face
Asked me- When will we marry, Nara?
I replied- When it rains & rainbow comes
You did soft kiss in my cheek
I feel both joy and pain at same time
Nearly a mid night-we moved to nest
That night, it rained heavily, remember?
You grasped few drops of purity
Before it touched the dirty ground
I took out my pen & wrote a song about it
Put back into your pen-holder with love
I completed a night with last sip of 'Q'
We cared each other in the morning
And talked about marriages & life again
Some serious breathe keeping us in distance
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
When 'Q' is opened
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