I was unable to come; you unable to call.
And we both couldn’t conquer the ways of love.

Do you remember that time when saw?
And there was a gesture, vow, and gossip?
The session went long and till night?
That time has not still forgot by heart.
I was unable to come; you unable to call.

Who knows that met, but separation.
As our fate was designed for defectiveness.
The emotion of love was enacted, for corruption,
as has caused as we couldn’t reform.
I was unable to come; you unable to call.

The memories span but the time is spent.
As a flower grows and smokes to end.
All die then heart’s pain goes away.
That only pain which you gave couldn’t be removed.
I was unable to come; you unable to call.

Poet : Rajendra Krishan