Tag: Love

Summer Moved On

Summer Moved On

” Summer moved on without a promise”, I heard your voice say on the other side, as your footsteps walked back to the table where you let your favorite roses die, back & forth, back & forth, back & forth, until your fingers were half an inch from throwing them out, but no – you had …

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What if…

What if…

If we are walking together and I stop, would you turn back to hold my hand? If ever we get apart, Would you give me one fake smile to remember forever? If ever I lose trust in you, Would you return to build that trust again? If ever I cry for you, would your tears …

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Just a Metaphor

Just a Metaphor

You run wild in the streets when the wind blows too hard and the rain hurts your skin, you rake the sky of its clouds and look for me in the spaces between each raindrop, but stop now, I am tired of being a metaphor.

Finding Autumn

Finding Autumn

You would hold the summer in your hands every September, and I would watch you let it slip away. I would hand you autumn in a letter, my love, if only you’d believe me. ~ Ashka Naik

Midsummer Nights

Midsummer Nights

I remember how our hesitant conversations trailed into longer sentences to stretch and fit into the lengthened days of the summer, the shorter nights filled with even shorter silences : the sound of breathless embraces clutching at the numbered seconds on a midsummer night. ~ Ashka Naik