The alley where my heart laid

Have you ever paid a visit in that alley where my lucid heart used to sojourn,on the dust filled, coarse mud…..

Everyday a new ray of hope ,a new silent wish touches it ….

Might be you would hear what it wants to say…

Might be you would clasp it reverently in your arms….

But all days the moon sinks in the night sky with the urge remaining half earned….

You never come …..

Generations and ages pass…..

My heart still kills the time,                                 interluding for your arrival,                                  to ask you a question……

Will you ever make ”your heart” sit beside mine…….



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