One from the old

The broken flames of yesteryear
speak in disguise for the world ahead,
there eyes tend to speak a million things
but all we see is a smile instead.

Their melancholy of separation
that aggrieves from their tears that fall,
melts away the walls that they had stood
their life guarding for, their very love they were hiding from.

As they break free from the chains of past,
the relations of old, they find one from the olden to keep;
burning with flare they show the world their light
glowing from their rekindled love,
the one they treasured for long, but igniting it only now.

Pic Source:Andre Kohn (


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