Merry waves. Starry night.
Sparkling sand. Full-moon on
right.
Serenity. Breeze around.
Silence is the only sound.
To The Father, humble requests
Of only two lasting bequests
That every star softly sings
One is roots, the other wings.
The first part reminded me of Goa so much I almost wept. Why did I read this on a Sunday night :(
ReplyDeleteSo glad you read this. But I had wanted to spread cheer with my words. What made you cry...?
DeleteI also write poetry but in hindi, and after writing it wen u xplained its meaning to me i was actually dumb for a moment(probably might not have been visible to u coz m good at hiding) coz i never knew even english poetry can have such deep meanings.. obviously i ve never read shakespear!!
ReplyDeletethanks for this beautiful compliment gurl... :) And I'll wait to read your Hindi poetry...
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