STRANGE
It was strange .. strange like strangers
That touch of your like ice
And you turned your face
My kiss returned to Death
You didn't hear silence of my eyes
Yes , it was strange ...
Like Autumn in he palms of Spring
Like pain with broken wing
Crossing the river of fire
Clouds hugging the Sky
But who knows Why ?
Yes ..It was strange ..
When my open eyes could not see
The dreams of your closed eyes
Eternal love turned into eternal silence
Silence embraced another silence
Song of soul slowly faded in silence
Yes ..It was strange ...
You wrote ,' words are not everything '
And music of soul sounded nothing
Yellow moon singing the song of pain
Who knows will you ever come again
Darkness drinking all light .
Yes ..It is strange
You never answer all what I ask
Replying to me difficult task
You don't love me anymore now
And don't leave my soul , Tell me how
Yes ..it is strange my love .
Poet - Indu Kant Angiras
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