“UNENDING LETTER”

Engrave me a letter after here from there

If you find an undying home

Postman might arrive near an unlock door

Or towards a new gateway of the village

All and sundry might be forgotten my name and dynasty

Though all the villagers would recognize your name

Propel to your own name followed by my address-

Did I put creepy stories on your fresh life?

Had you ever found shadow of tears in between the stories

Could you been to yesteryears of those miracle days?

Sympathetically do not construct even a word

During the sunshine and smile-

You would have endless impulsive words

During the august rain and midnights

Might be during your sunup mirror-

How long you’ll take to inscribe that letter,

How many years would take to complete it?

A happiest life with one daughter and two sons

Or an incomparable good husband with colorful stories?

Tell me not but, compassionately engrave to me-

Were we in the offing for the next spring?

And never seems a long day today.

Was there a spring before I reached there?

Rode a horse by me everyday in a soldier attire,

Turned around at ever seen places

By the window side of queen’s residence

To let me wet in the autumn’s rain

Until your eyes become mine-

Deadlock and dilemma are not be yours

Those old roads would be smooth like sooner than

The alike stars, moon and sun be brighten above the patio

Don’t forget to look after the litter

Playing far in a narrow street

Go gather them, no word comes to you

That’s a day, sunny day of a mother, of a house wife.

Find out an ancient pen, would be found inside your old suitcase

With dried petals of boundless roses of the past green ages

Are you able to feel immeasurable nostalgic among the old stuffs?

Mark down each moments without edgy and compunction

Be kindheartedly follow the story-

Old pictures, old hand written letters, old gifted dresses

Everything you had kept I know since the first day-

Lettering for whom so long never endingly

Probing for what inside old belongings and briefcases

You staring so impatiently on my elderly images

And shading tears as looking on ear rings of thirties

Why are you reading my aged diary pages?

I could hear on an adore and deplorable tone

That’s reply-

Force me not to complete this heaviest letter

Still I on arms of my devil protector

Pen will go on till I stop blinking my eyes

Yet my face could hide on this bare chest of yours

Don’t let me split I from you by a perfect letter

I will not desirous for the final sign of my name.

It would be an unending letter as I beat in you…

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