Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

This Is What I Felt

"...not a moment passed without you..."

This Is What I Felt

I felt, I could write to you,
that not a moment passed without you,
that I didn't let you go off for a moment,
that I didn't call out to you.
I remained in these thoughts
Believing you were there.

The rays of the rising sun in the sky,
The spreading petals
With your fragrance in the breeze,
And the water of the rising and falling waves
All came fluttering closer to me.
I felt, you were there.

A bird had chirped.
A crow was flying and peeking
The nymphs of the forest were giggling,
While picking cotton flowers,
I felt, you were there.







Article © Dharmpal Mahendra Jain. All rights reserved.
Published in the February 26, 2024 issue .
Image(s) are public domain.
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