Serenade


You played the serenade

When the stars winked

In the shadow of the moonlight…

When day had departed

To the cave of night…


Reminders of the reminiscent past

Resonating through your fingers,

And me lost

In that distant past…


Me, blending into the shadow

Of the window pane,

Wishing to have an escapade

To that past!


I know, I should live the present,

But stupid mind wanders in past.

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