I AM THINE
I have been flying through ages
landing and greeting you.
Remembering our meet in past.
That place and that where
in time.
You are so stuck in your present
that you have forgotten your past.
Not a little flutter in your heart.
Nor you suspect the glance in the eyes
of mine.
I wonder should I fly ahead of you
leaving this world into the future .
Maybe the fresh unknown pain of this death
which you will carry as a remembrance,
will shine
And I will be on hill top reclined
with my wings spread in acceptance .
Waiting to see if your eyes have opened
and desperate to search me with a heart
that pines .
Life and death is not only for this birth.
It has been happening and will continue.
A continuous process in time.
But you carried no memories with you
and I have lot to say…even the unsaid .
That I am thine.
SUNITA GROVER RAINA2021
02/05/21
India
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