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Reverie

It was a reverie
A canvas daubed with your memories
Now awoke to bitter actuality
I am discerned of your abrupt evanesce
And that withered hope of your appearance
Is dwindling away with the passing time
Knowing I couldn’t mend it
Making my heart bereaved of your endearment

But not the soul
Never deprived of your thoughts
Though our time was short-lived
The reminiscence enough to cherish forever
Your impressions still fresh from yesterday
For the times when I am alone
To bring that occasional smile
Drifting me to a reverie
Where I can live with your memories.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Because I have You

I am not afraid of any stormy night,
When the wind bellows dreadfully,
And lightning cracks the pitch-dark skies.

Nor I fear the thunderous squall,
When the waves crash ghastly,
Bringing everything under its impassive thrall.

It is not that I am brave,
Or a gladiator who can avert a stave,
Nor I have any magical span,
Or belong to some mysterious clan.

If you ask me what makes me take such bold strides,
The reason is simple, for I have you by my side.

In every spark of that lighting, I see your smile,
Every boisterous squall I find your beguile,
And when you are there in every shape of life,
Why should I fear from any stormy night?

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah