When buds are ready to blossom
Drop on leave is ready to merge with air
When birds are stretching their wings
When river is gushing to meet the sea
And In the thread separating night with day.
I have seen YOU.
I have seen you
Umpteen times in my mirror
In the shade of thick bamboo trees
In the eyes of a child and in iniquities mind
In the sweat of a labor
On the hope of a kite
Finally on mother’s lap and
In his sweet dreams.
Somehow managed to get her contact,And he became servant of her thoughts.They exchanged few messages,Love transmitted through wireless satellite.She found comfort in him,And he found comfort with her.Country demanded visa formalities,Religion demanded conversion.With this hassle heart got strangulated,What visa and why conversion?When dreams can travel and spirits can travel,Why can’t two hearts?Her heart left the…
mountain wildflower
Where time will stand-still to follow our instructionsWhere the stars will see the twinkling in our eyesAnd the moon will learn waning and waxingWhere clouds will be longing to become our pillowCuckoo and Nightingale will learn to sing our songsBut we shall remain engaged with each other.
no instinctive verse
to express my LIFE
dusk covered again
