If you ever miss me,Just open your eyes and see. You’ll find me right before you.And if not then let me know If ever I am delayed,Just stop the clock for me. You’ll find me where we left,And if not then punish me.
A poem Not To Forget… Love and separation, both are painful. The long wait, the hope that keeps you alive. The purity of one’s love reflected in every gesture. The body and mind given up to that one person. Nakshi Kanthar Math or The Field Of The Embroidered Quilt is a poem written in verseContinue reading “Nakshi Kanthar Math-The Field Of The Embroidered Quilt”