The Pearls of Catharsis Times Issue 03, Feb 2017 | Page 50

The umbrella did its work, But not a work was spoken, Walked silently till the end,“ Goodbye” they blush and turn away …

Both the lovers didn’ t sleep, For thoughts of each other came, She would hug the pillow tight, And he would close his eyes to the moonlight …

She opened her eyes and looked out, A small shadow of a man,“ Oh heavens! It is him”,

What lights on her face is a bright grin …

Chirping of the birds became music of the divine,

The cold ticklish winds took her over, And when the lover comes near; Gives his hand,

She blushes and looks at him … looks at his heart ….-Aryan Gupta

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