Language of your heart.

.....Language of your heart.....





Mind is not refreshed
If you drink the entire tear..
You will be haunted by
The language of your heart..
Pain is not reduced
When eyes washed in nectar
Lashes wont get dry
However you may try..
Smell of your sweet breaths
Is still a ringing guitar..
By arranging a sporadic few lines
Poems are not written..
With your passing kisses
My lips were bitten....
I am still on my liveries
I still miss you my dear..
Since you parted with your shooting braveries.


By Satchidananda Mishra.