Deepak Sawhney (10 Dec 50 / DehraDun, India)
A rose for you
As I drift along on the wings of a mist
I see you below – awaiting the love you missed.
Though rich I am not, that’s why
Diamonds for you I can’t buy.
Thus, I offer a rose just for you
Pink, yellow & red - of all hues
Any colour that you may deem fit
Shred it into petals or preserve it.
It’s your choice
I can only voice
That this is my heart I can offer
Neither a treasure chest nor a coffer.
But then do remember
Henceforth each step that you take
Walking towards your goal
You walk over my petals, nay - my soul.
I only hope it is not consigned to be buried in your book
To dry, wither away & years later when you do look.
You reminisce this moment’s unrequited love & feel a twinge…
Wonder about my whereabouts and fate…
A rose reciprocated then, may make you cringe,
Since by then, to seek me it’ll be too late…
On the wings of the mist I would have floated far away.
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