sweet smell of a great sorrow
i can be a thought today
a wish that you blew on the way
words flow and those eyes say
i can promise you but i doubt you may
the chatter of birds on the side
river of words would be the guide
they give you me and its me they hide
words have danced and they have cried
the winds of serenity seems arrived
kiss the breeze; hold me tight
i never felt so right
you let me go and slaughter my pride
i have a few treasures left
a box full of memories ive kept
hug the place where you once slept
feel you warm in the tears i wept
see the stars decending below
wispher to me as i see the glow
squeeze my soul; leave me hollow
a life dedicated to a tune so mellow
-dabeer hemani
2 comments:
Beautiful!
thanks =)
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