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Drops of April rain

This memory too shall pass

like drops of April rain

The one that agonizes my world

and on my soul it reigns

 

So then what will it be?

If not a reminiscence

Will it be a passing thought

Or just that shallow fragrance?

 

This story too shall remain untold

And scattered in pieces of a glass

Or will it be remembered in aches,

In the wholes or in the parts?

 

So then what will become of it?

If it didn’t become worth a tale

Will it just be that tiny feather

That’s brushed away by the gale?

 

This longing too shall transform

Into a smile unfeigned

Or be a memory that will pass

Like drops of April rain.

© Mukti Masih 2018

[Note: The above poem is written and owned by Mukti Masih. Any reproduction of this poem without permission is illegal and liable for penalty under the Copyright Act of India 1957]



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