Setting sun

When distances become unfathomable

When time has pulled us apart

Your letters are the only solace

The letters have faded

Like the grey that would have softened your jet black hair

The faint lingering smell of perfume reminds me

Of your masculine scent.

The pauses in the sentences bring back the caress

Your hand must have given the words .

I can feel the emotions burst

From the press of your pen.

My clouded eyes mist my wrinkled hands caress the words

Where the setting sun kisses with his orange rays

Is it you ? through the sun rays.

--------------Vineeta.

 Sunset years

You came like a whiff of sweet smelling flowers with

The pink rays of a young sun

Sun beams lit up my eyes and life was

a galore of glorious sun washed days.

You promised to walk with me

Through the sun set years

Harsh clouds took you away

How can I sum up your life in one poem?

When you did not live the full life.

Sunshine became a ball of fire

Sunburnt ,beaten but still strong

 I walk into the sunset years alone

The setting sun beckons me

With the hope I may find you beyond the setting sun

Will you meet me there?

-------------Vineeta