After You Came…

​I was writing poems then, no doubt

but some landscapes got unclothed,

some forests bloomed,

flowers became visible,

alps, caves, streams present since ages

started becoming curiosities.

Deserts and rains were new puzzles

right in front of me

after you came.

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