Monday, May 02, 2011

The breeze from a far

The night is here again,
With a warm quiet breeze from a far distance
... A messenger of mixed news
The world is not as happy
As it used to be once!
I wonder if we have stopped caring ...

Carved on the stone

How legible your absence
Is carved on the stones of the gate
... and how persistent I have been
Not reading it!

Your Eyes

Save your lips to kiss
Your eyes have it all
What you have to say ....