Poems by Binita M Shah

Grandeurs of Time

a poem by Binita M Shah

Smooth gusts of winds felled its flow with your memories
First downpour droplet soaked nature and my soul
Clouds ran across embracing ocean
Fetching waters of emotions

Eternally rain floods externally; still my heart is desert dry
Every moment’s I live are mirages of hope
Which your presence left – wet imprinting my soul

Shimmering images of past
Portraying colors of passionate present
Here comes pompous future with perquisite colors of Joy.