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
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