Gazing into clouds, I’d wonder
When’d end my days of ponder
Holding a mute talk with wind
I’d pray, he peel away my rind
Searing soul with Eternal Love
Gifting me a Treasure Trove
Arrived he with keen, wary eyes
Tale of daunt - lows and highs
Sent Light from my heart to his
Receding away his deep abyss
Shimmered his Love; stealing kiss
Days apart had left nothing amiss30 Dec 2010
Beautifully written.....
ReplyDeleteI liked the following lines very much..
"I’d pray, he peel away my rind
Searing soul with Eternal Love"
Keep it up Chandana
nice 1..esp d rhyming pattern tat u've maintained..nice 2 read u'r work aftr a long time!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks balajigaaru
ReplyDeleteThanks chinmaya - glad u liked it :)
Impressive work!
ReplyDeleteKeep it goin;)