By your grace, beloved

By your grace… I live.

Before your return,

I was a ghost

Blindly following the same path,

Like Hamlet’s father,

Railing from the ramparts…

Monochrome monologues,

Talking to myself…

Whom else!


But you, the always you,

The one and only you…

You returned,

like a fairy godmother,

And revealed the world

In Technicolor,

And I came back from:-


You made me with a kiss:

Tickled me pink!

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