This poem is a heartfelt lament for a lost love. It captures a glimpse of a past filled with shared dreams and happiness, contrasting it with the emptiness of the present.

The poem explores themes of grief, memory, and the enduring hope for a brighter future through vivid imagery.

My Stolen Colours

O, My darling, where’d those stolen hours fly?

Dreams of futures, whispered, hand in hand.

All we touched turned gold, now turned to sand,

A stranger’s touch in this once-loving sky.

A summer breeze, you swept into my soul,

A taste of heaven, then a swift retreat.

Now autumn lingers, leaves begin to cheat,

Leaving memories, a bittersweet whole.

Life’s tapestry, in dreams, a vibrant thread,

Fades to monochrome, a world so gray.

Lost in echoes of a love long dead,

I wait for the colors to return one day.

(Vijay Verma)

BE HAPPY….BE ACTIVE….BE FOCUSED….BE ALIVE…

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