We'll meet, oneday
Somewhere in the marsh,
Somewhere in the terrifying moors.
Unpleasant wind will blow in all the directions,
Perhaps, my wrinkles do not ache,
In that moment
Dust will litter the hill we'd steep on
It will bring back the memories of yours and mine , together.

We'll meet, someday
Somewhere under the scarry night
In a city full of lights.
The traffic would be cleared, the street would be barren.
The empty kurbs will roar with thrill
The paranormals will spank over.

We'll meet, oneday
Somewhere in a cliff of a uphill
Near the bushy hedge
The hedge will turn yellow,
And glint to the sun
The sky would be clear and blue.
my wrinkles do not ache,
In that moment.

Perhaps, I shall wait for the oneday, someday,
Your lovely face would appear
Under the spell of love
So artistic, so lovely.


© Prerana