Alone?
Alone? Not really.
Existing on a barren land? No!
Rivulets of your love flow within me.
A soul soaked with love knows –
Time may have robbed the smiles and colors
How will he rip off your love?
There are many more like me,
Standing tall – we have some life left
In the landscape that needs your love.
Rooted in time, transcending beyond eternity
We derive light from each other
And wait for our nimbus.
There were happier times,
Joy bounced around us
Clouds cared to keep us moist.
Bathing in the ecstasy of togetherness,
We waltzed in the arms of nature
Forgetting the attacks of demanding demons.
Feeding on the weaknesses of humans
They exult at the lone figures but
Ego gets knocked off, as the divine intervenes.
© Balroop Singh
Thanks to Sajde for the inspiration – #Whatdoyousee – 277.
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