Conversation

Picture by Raghav

For years I have held converses with some one in my thought,
For long has a picture lodged with in my head,
I had held it all through as dear as life,
My desire will weep for me for years,
I too once drank the drought from the fountain of life,
I too slept for long in peace sheltered by the flask,
For long did I stroll about in gardens and groves,
For long could I smell my rose in the roses of the park,
Even if reduced to ashes, like the wind borne dust,
For years I will love you always.