There in a trance i see some magic,

With fingers on keys departing with tragic

Patiently waiting for someone to listen

I swell with pride on finding a simpleton

O I thought how can, any, be subject to mass hearing

Where the gloom is budding and heart absconding

But there the shadow of wisdom delays

For the communion of words that dismays

Not to one or be judge to my miseries

But to rise this phoenix form its ashes

And there you were too far too reach

But still near my soul wherein I could seek

The words that flowed in and out

Sometimes happiness and less of flout

You for you were there in my catastrophe

And shall witness me through hope

For you are the reasons enough with good

For the way I being to be I should

To garner all that you say to me

To embellish my life with your spree

aishrajput | Dated: (25 Aug 2015) | Delete