Stolen Moments

by Sujata Iyer

The gentle breeze brushes my skin
I feel the depth of it.
Deep and deep as it grows
It keeps my thoughts in a fit.

Those stolen moments crucify my heart
As your thoughts embellish in me.
The more I try to reach you
The more you go away from me.

My heart goes on and on
I don't know how!
I kept everything as it was
Yet there is some change somehow.

Those surroundings seem familiar
Those flowers seem to be here.
I know only one thing is missing
Yes, your presence does not seem to be here.

Hope those days come back
Come back in a gentle spree
And make me all occupied as before
And set my heart afree.

29-Dec-2000

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