THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE CANNOT EXPLAIN…

Walking on the grass
walking on the beach
walking alone
lost in my thoughts
dreaming of you

I
have often , stopped in my tracks
to find you
standing in front of me
smiling
with your eyes

Your splendoured image
shorn of any makeup
exquisite, in your simplicity
your silence
asking me


Why am I lost ?
and where is the
Red Rose
I always hand over to you whenever
I meet you after a long time…

I
keep on standing
bewildered
because, though I am alone
you are there with me

Something
which neither the reality
nor
the English Language can
explain…..!

~Mukul~

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