Through the hazy layers of memories past….
I search for the lines of your face
The spell of love the adolescent mind had cast…
I close my eyes and try to trace
The hands you had held out to me in confidence…
the lips that had touched and probed my soul
i know now for you it was all pretense
I lost my innocence and i lost my whole….
The day i fell in love with you i had dreamt a fantasy.
Of making love till dawn
falling asleep in your arms in ecstasy.
Now your face your voice your touch is gone.
But still i live and love and am happy……….but sometimes..
Through the hazy layers of memories past….
I search for the lines of your face
Amazing……it really touched my soul……-I must accept that……and this blog also reveals the glimpses of great bloger in future- Me, aditya das menon , the romantic yogi hatts off to u…………………
Wonderful…… Thanks..
so simple & pure…
koun hai wo kushkismet…
Lovely piece on lost love.