By Udit Yadav
I silently whispered her name
in my conversations with
the moon and stars
and much to my astonishment
their came a fragile breeze,
which held my skin
and smelled like her
and my heart, my heart
just drifted afar from me and
suddenly her starry eyes
and bright smile surrounded me,
like she is with me sitting beside
holding my hand and my heart,
talking with me about the thing’s
she love my eyes became insomniac
By Udit Yadav
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