To August


Wish I could steal it like

a silk thread of moments

or burn them in everlasting

fire of infinity.

You have given me twice

the love, why.

Then you torn apart me

from the bloom.

Twice the severance and

countless fall.

And now I’m be-muse

forever in the autumn.

And you are there

looking at the sky like

a free bird.

Like a giant tree

and the warm shadow.

Like a sweet kiss or

the time-lapse.

Why did you come August !

Copyright ©S.Anand




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