LIVING IN THE PAST DAYS LOVE ~ BY SHAHED KHANDEKAR
The winter will befall upon our youth,
And it will lose all its springliness then.
A sheer dullness shall have its firm growth,
And the inner green land will turn barren.
The winter will befall upon our youth,
And it will lose all its springliness then.
A sheer dullness shall have its firm growth,
And the inner green land will turn barren.
Let my wraith fall upon the sinning rats
you share love and time with, only to burn me inside out.
Let us bathe in their blood for the way we loved,
like the dwindling snakes intertwined, biting each other to live without.
I kissed your hands today, to say goodbye. Those two beautiful hands, they raised me. They lifted me when I was down.
The daily anticipation,
The ever-lingering hope,
The hope of meeting him,
Like a child, yearning a mother’s embrace,
Waiting for just that moment,
Alas!! It was just a demon.