A day in March, and thoughts of you

In this month of March, when spring should have been, I'm half blinded by the sun blaring into my face. And yet beneath strands of loose hair, hazy brown in light, there's a smile radiant inspite of the heat and exhaustion. There is an absence of wind in this static day, but the entropy of…

The many years

Through the many years  that played between us, though the many years  that lay between us-  . I see glimpses of my joy in things that make you smile, The more I look, and find of you I see myself for a while. . Maybe, today  I can say  I see the reasons, to your…

Pictures, revisited

You'd left me to wonder, if I should smile any different now? Now, that you are gone.... should another kink line the crooked empty smile I wore? All I wished was to see you again, but you'd never return, you swore.   But ask if I may, would you change your mind someday?   My…