The birds sang in chorus,
your voice, my delight;
woke me from reality,
an angel in twilight.
Something had been taken,
I searched, found no clue;
too green to comprehend,
that feeling so pure, so true.
Teen years in between,
since then, until today;
I’ve longed for my heart,
forever and a day.
angelic! lovely!
ReplyDeletethanks magiceye :)
ReplyDeleteTruly very pure... Prasad
ReplyDeleteAnd Thanx for visiting my blog:)
thanks Deosatyakam :)
ReplyDeletethanks Sushant :)
ReplyDeleteu wrote this in college nah? i remember reading! lovely words Prasad. :)
ReplyDelete@raining words - yup ! wrote it during college days !! thanks :)
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