A still thought

a poem by Abhimanyu Das Gupta

A painfully shy girl,
A tortured childhood behind this boy.
Love at first sight!

Truth they search together,
As thorns riddle their path.
Lilies in a swamp,
Entwined with each other.

Death comes naturally,
And the essences evaporate!

Two drops of rain on a sultry evening.
Who knew they had a past!!