Poetry

The meet

Years back, we metSitting on a garden benchLilies in the moonlightTalked for hours About family,friends and the world outsideAll that was unnecessaryBut the things from heart never withdrew from the lips.Today again, we metBumped into each otherThe same place, moonlight, lilies and the same benchThe same topics we ended years backAgain, didn't talk about what… Continue reading The meet