The Broken Thread

The Broken Thread

Author: Satvik Dev

Unnumbered years have passed it seems

Myriad of emotions, still in thy eyes beam

At times of pleasure, blissful melody they seek

Amid the gloom of grief, with tears they speak



Of all moments once spent in solitude sweet

On flowery slopes among the stacks of wheat

Reminiscent of which are all thoughts refined

An encounter too sweet with an innocent mind



Oh Love! How I used to gaze at thee

Prancing around all day jocularly,

Thy elating grace, full of fancies

Inconstant, responding flippantly



Oh Heavens! Just how so many faces used to stare

Fondly when thou rumpled through my parted hair

Naturally I felt like all my dazzled senses at rest

Lying in thy soft white endearing hands abreast



To this day all which at times, I gladly recollect

The scenes of splendour, thee perfectly reflect

In thy crystal adorned, such pure amber eyes

Which sing of beauty; that long lost paradise!



One where we desired, to cherish an entire eternity

At a juncture complemented by the miracles of rain

What persist now are simply memories that prevail

As today we pass each other, like strangers once again

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