Cherished Hours
I will not hurt you, like you, I too hurt,
I know it’s safe to respect that distance,
When I’m silent, I’m not being curt.
There are too many hearts, that are
Intertwining in ours, so let us spend
Separately, our most cherished hours.
Far too many social differences, of politics,
Religion, culture, status, et al.
In mine eyes, I do not wish to fall.
The effects of your contributions,
They percolate down and serve, without
Prejudice, judgement, or deserve.
Your work has touched so many,
It enriches one to the core,
Sometimes I wish to be more deserving,
I wish I had met you before.
Veenu Banga
Copyright June 17th 2021
2:03pm.
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