|| Hari Om ||
A romantic poem inspired by the monsoon weather.
Twilight
The sunlight through
The leaves does dance
And twilight casts
A dreamy trance
The leaves does dance
And twilight casts
A dreamy trance
A strange game this
Of hide and seek
The wind of love
And hope does speak
Of hide and seek
The wind of love
And hope does speak
They stand, in silence
At the sandy shore
So much they speak
But hide much more
At the sandy shore
So much they speak
But hide much more
There are no words
For certain thoughts
Some feelings deep
And battles fought
For certain thoughts
Some feelings deep
And battles fought
At the eb and flow
Of the sea they stare
But to speak,
They do not dare
Of the sea they stare
But to speak,
They do not dare
A fear deep
In love is wrought
That all of this
Shall be for naught
In love is wrought
That all of this
Shall be for naught
A fear that
This spell shall break
And leave them shattered
In its wake
This spell shall break
And leave them shattered
In its wake
Perhaps forever
They may have stood
So much felt
Less understood
They may have stood
So much felt
Less understood
But Love can speak
Without a word
A heart just beat
And the other heard
Without a word
A heart just beat
And the other heard
They walk the shores
Now hand in hand
A pair of footprints
In the sand
Now hand in hand
A pair of footprints
In the sand
This twilight is not
The setting Sun!
For their dawn bright
Has just begun.
The setting Sun!
For their dawn bright
Has just begun.
|| Shri Ram ||
|| Ambadnya ||
|| I Love You my Dad ||
|| Ambadnya ||
|| I Love You my Dad ||
-Arnav H. Tongaonkar
17.6.16
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