Sunday, December 21, 2014

Mathematics of love

                                                                         
                                           Dreamy mathematics of love

 

While sitting on the bank of
The sole pond of your village,
When you used to pelt Small
 Pebbles one by one into the pond,
Every time taking my name
I also used to go much deeper
Alongwith those stones in the pond.
While calculating the well preserved letters
Wherein all our emotional exchanges
Just formed part of memorable
Repository of past days,
You used to say
That your words in the old letters
Still gave fragrance and seems that
Those words give fragrance of  sandalwood
Like you
Today while sitting,
 on the de facto ground of reality,
when I ponder profoundly,
your feelings and emotion,
The same automatically vanishes
Because ………………..
Those days we were not apt,

In the love of mathematics.

7 comments:

  1. उम्दा....बेहतरीन प्रस्तुति के लिए आपको बहुत बहुत बधाई...
    नयी पोस्ट@मेरे सपनों का भारत ऐसा भारत हो तो बेहतर हो
    मुकेश की याद में@चन्दन-सा बदन

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  2. बहुत ही अच्‍छी रचना। प्रस्‍तुत करने के लिए धन्‍यवाद।

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  3. बहुत ही अच्‍छी रचना। प्रस्‍तुत करने के लिए धन्‍यवाद।

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