Beneath the tree…

A painting dwells
deep within
you and I
beneath the tree
beside the gently flowing river
arms intertwined
our silence talking..
I hear in my heart
the song of love
you softly sing to me
the rustle of turning pages
from the book long forgotten
as my hair covers your face
making time stand still.
Was it the setting sun, my love
or the ardor in your eyes
that [...]

The Girl

He waited beneath the gulmohur tree by the roadside. It was time for her to come. He was not going to procrastinate any longer. Today, he thought to himself, I will do it today. The gentle breeze blew some flowers down in a yellow cascade. It thrilled him. It was on just such a day [...]


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