Friday, August 7, 2009

khalil gibran at his best...

the world in palm of hand...




Monday, August 3, 2009

love in autumn..




ah..those tantalizing moments of love,
of love in autumn,of dance with leaves..
of song of parched souls..
bequeathing a new dream..





those moments of dying,
and falling as leaves,
those lifting us free
and resurrecting our being...






those old stories and elusive being,
waiting in storms,running with gales,
those dried leaves in books..
promising to be witness
of love few could feel..






hiding stealthily in his garb,
gazing at infinite sky,
drifting in paranormal,
with his presence close to my heart..





laughing on abstract,
running on endless roads,
gathering the parched leaves,
to make our homes..






young and old we shall be now,
yellow and red our leaves,
but the love i felt for you,
when the leaf blossomed,
is as virgin it could be....







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