Poem Of My Life

I was idle
    and musing

   is it the words, which make the poem
   or, the emotions, floating around on them

   is it the rhythm
   or the musical notes they generate
in heart
as one reads on.......

   is it because I feel your presence
around me
is it my fantasies. woven around you,
that come alive

as I see you smiling
laughing , and even keeping quiet
musing at something
your eyes smiling on......
I was musing
but I was not idle, and I was not musing about poetry
but the poem of my life.....
that's ..YOU

~Mukul~

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