Glacier of Memories
your damp dense tresses
getting bothered in breeze
Your coquettish eyes,
invoking feelings
I could not release
The belated goodbyes
that happened at the outset
of the morning breeze
The calm in your tone
The reassuring words
That put me, perhaps,
at too much ease.
So
I locked away exits
to exhibits of love,
threw away the keys
Now
my tear duct
leads all the way to the
glacier of your memories
