While the burning sun
Rest on those laps of its Love,
The sky gets drenched in the
Concupiscent light of
The Moon,
The Earth gets fondled by
Zephyrs;
And my ordinary Night gets
Bestir by my Heart,
As my soul layer by layer
Undress those Special Memories,
Memories that were bare moments
Of our Love,
But are now treasure of
My Life,
Containing Titanic Emotions
That palpitate my Heart,
Each time they get
U N D R E S S E D!!

- BARSHA KUMAR