Do Not Knock
At the door of my heart I hear a knock
It is late and all are in slumber deep
And the door jammed like a rock
Fruitless to wake up emotions asleep
Once a jasmine faced entered this door
For decades knocking sound’s unheard
Why to entreat, why to conjure
With wings clipped, I’m a caged bird
She has left behind love’s fragrance
Her images are flowering in my eyes
Every recess reflecting her radiance
My life her vivid memories glamorize
She left and yet occupies her dwelling
In a sunny day and in moonlit night
Her memories come and go without telling
Brilliant like vision, sparkling like light.
My deserted heart needs no recompense
To revive its liveliness and effervescence
This door can never ever be ajar
Do not knock whoever you are!
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