I just thought that I d answer some FAQs .....turned out to be more of a realization though...our conversations....who says silence is golden....I find it resonating.


Yes

Yes, Yes is the answer
to some of the questions I formulate sometimes;

Whether you are aware how much you tinge me with sunset hues?
Whether you know how I have postulated you?
Whether you are aware that-
even if you occupy a spatial plane elsewhere,
you inhabit all my prepositions;

I walk in the air touched by you
Breathe the air exhaled by you

There is really nothing that you
have to let me know;
I have always known
all that you tell me.
Even this silence permeates me,
resonates me, warms me;

A sigh rises like a wave,
crashes as a laughter,
and caresses as a tear,
Our meeting;

Sometimes I am a dewdrop,
Gone with the touch of sun;
Sometimes I am the flame,
My state is not within me,
I sublimate.



Poetry by Deeps
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Written on 2014-06-20 at 20:07

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