... in this postcard pic

In this postcard pic, captured you and I
lonely leaves journeying, with no more passer-by

Yet, some queries pop up in this postcard pic,
breasts are heaving high, sunken children lick

pearls of divine glands of a mother, sad, forlorn –
... in this postcard pic, true love, still unknown

Off the snapshot, now, I'm standing dim and bleak
when you are busy feeding, in this postcard pic

Stare not, Feeble Eyes! They stab me in my face
... in this postcard pic, if love I find loveless

I left you, though you not, in this postcard pic,
I thought to seek you like the moon that sunrays seek

The joyful tale of sadness brings in lovelorn pleasure,
sans a true separation, love is hard to measure

Love is love plus something beyond love, that I know
So long it is nurtured, vibrations rise and flow

In this postcard pic, hence captured you and I
who are lonely leaves, now unknown passers-by