The First Look

Now that we are apart, harmony of the past I boast

Before the curtain drops, more acts of glee left on chart

Your oval bright face, unwavering witty voice

Behind innocent looks, masked beaming eyes
Wondered your splendor, lost self-seeking sense
Not ever blame me for, sanity if at all I had dropped

All those thoughtful wits added to slender stature

Humble loving stare, smiling with no reasons ever
Searched every street corner, found no similar other
No two blooms are alike, quiet slant of divine nature

Hurt of parting was obscured by dreary daily grind

Trying not to figure any more, why the way we were
Ignore the bygone bloopers, wait for the stars of future
Wish grounds around us, let lush green grow greener

Now that we are apart, harmony of the past I boast

Before the curtain drops, more acts of glee left on chart

Raj Gaonkar, Sept 30. 2009

Happy Birthday Bevi