THE FORGOTTEN WORD...

The forgotten word, 

was like an unsatisfied soul...

wandered through my mind...

my flower scented journeys.. 

weeps and steps down to start their journey ...

when my silence shakes you gently...

Try to recall what is that you lost...?

the red flower which remained in your 
 
witchery board.. 

reminds me the guest who never visits....

when you lost the control of the boat,

i didn't understand, why your eyes were

swollen...

is it for the died untold words...or 

for your unending lonliness.. ?