Crossing By Those Roads

Gone are the rainy days,

When raincoats came to rescue;

Bus waiting for a while, and;

Crush sitting behind the window seat near-by!

I wonder, if roses smell all same;

Or your fragrance dipped the moment into love,

I wonder whether you wonder or not,

The chances that we missed under clutches of time!

You!, Long past love,

The version of humourous poetry,

I wish to ask,

If you still feel nervous around;

Like you felt touching my hand under that frequency bound?

To the friend, I am grateful;

Who held me high all times.

I wish we'd talk more,

Crossing the long trees passing our paths by!

Today, when I cross such lanes,

I miss the credible love inside.

No matter how long and intense I desire,

I wish I'd said what I wish from a decade behind!!