Under the gray haze
Winds were wild
Downy billows were holding globules
And two complacent eyes
Imprisoning his image in million tears
Gleam worn the gray all over
When I was asked for my ardor
Silence was there echoing around
Beads of verve were shattering but no sound …
I saw him going then quite a long …
“I pledge my soul to you “
………were the words unheard

irum inayat

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