Forest-fires must have blossomed somewhere
That’s where I lost my heart.
Drowsy noons, Gulmohar dreams
Hide-and-seek
with sun beams
Bronze and gold, crimson and sapphire
Forests of Autumn
and Forest-fire.
Forest-fires must have blossomed somewhere
My long lost heart calls me to that Autumn's fair.
Monday, April 26, 2010
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