Saturday, October 30, 2010

You..

You,
The spotless moon at night
Besprinkling shades of light
I stretch my hand from dark in a hope of brighter eve
You,
A beauty behind veil
Came out of fairytale
A cherished dream of time surreal to believe
You,
First shower of a rain
Reliever of my pain
Quelling deadly thirst like a spring in bare land
You,
The unreachable star
Enticing but too far
As precious things don’t lie in reach of every hand
You,
The rhythms of guitar
Melodies of sitar
I wish I sing for life euphonies of this song
You,
A Pricey beyond buy
A treasure worthy die
Like a breath for dying soul lying all along.
You,
The warm in chilling cold
A feel that can’t be told
And thousand other things unperceived by the sense
You,
The mystifying tale
Enigma that prevail
This growing quest for you in the shadow of pretence
You,
May be the real or the myth
But the reason I still breathe
And the cause of my living; this life and therewith.
-rahul

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