It has been long!
Eternal wait is now just a solidified wrinkle on the forehead.
Words that invoked your name, are a silent noise.
Hands waiver, pointing at your direction.
There is shiver everytime, there is a deep silence.
There are roads, still leading to your house.
The lamp, the sweet smell of jasmine, the evening bells...
everything is still there...
I have been wearing a dark eyeglass.
Sun sets, out side and inside together.
Stars come out, in the sky, beyond human reaches.
Shimmer is still away on the horizon, while I pace up and down at the tarmac
Thin blades of fresh green grass, wave lazily. Storm romps some, other stay put, dancing and still waving.
Dithered songs of yesteryears, are hung low in the dark clouds.
One day, when you knock at the door,
Clouds will give way, raining pearls
and the shimmer of the far
will walk in the living
room as you did,
many years back.
Madhurima!
Eternal wait is now just a solidified wrinkle on the forehead.
Words that invoked your name, are a silent noise.
Hands waiver, pointing at your direction.
There is shiver everytime, there is a deep silence.
There are roads, still leading to your house.
The lamp, the sweet smell of jasmine, the evening bells...
everything is still there...
I have been wearing a dark eyeglass.
Sun sets, out side and inside together.
Stars come out, in the sky, beyond human reaches.
Shimmer is still away on the horizon, while I pace up and down at the tarmac
Thin blades of fresh green grass, wave lazily. Storm romps some, other stay put, dancing and still waving.
Dithered songs of yesteryears, are hung low in the dark clouds.
One day, when you knock at the door,
Clouds will give way, raining pearls
and the shimmer of the far
will walk in the living
room as you did,
many years back.
Madhurima!
