Category: Love

Winter has come again
And brought with it its chill
And a whiff of your scent.

Cold evenings on a country road,
The nightqueen’s fragrance in our garden
And the moonlight streaming in though the window:
Distant memories stirred by the wind

Of shared umbrellas in the monsoon,
Autumn leaves falling to the ground
And the relished feel of wool
In a warm country’s winter.

Every road leads me to you
And the sweet pain in which we revelled;
But greater pain it is to know
That these memories are all I have

KISHORE KUMAR

In fervour deep, and for love, hunger deep
I engraved a passionate poem on the sands of time;
While on the shore, the ocean raged and ravaged
And in a moment of fury, erased my lines written in blood

Then I realised, way too late, that I had written my lines on borrowed territtory

Kishore Kumar