Wish I could go back,
To the days when we met in the rain,
Those were the days of amusing splashes,
The days when we use to sing with the chirping birds,
The days of collecting champa flower to gift each other,
The days of pulling towards one another,
The days of magical longing for each other,
and all those rides under the of sun –blanched globe,
The days of bunking classes and holding each other’s arm ,
Inhaling abundance of air ,kicking the sand balls on the shore,
Those special moments curl me in lonely hour,
I cuddled it very close to my core,
Those touch of your sensitizes me till now.
Years rolled in it’s way,
But I moved with these ,keeping it as a secret in my closed chamber it date.