Saturday, November 8, 2008

of clouds , monsoon and you

clouded thoughts lingered beyond this winter sky
the mirage who is haunting me again to die
monsoon making faces by all it's dark clouds
the sky gazing at me with thunderstoms yelling loud

following ur thoughts with the sound of that nearby stream
still locked with the gaze of ur enamgmatic eyes
finding redemption of all ur's unanswered questions
losing myself daily to think for u through my cowardly deeds

maybe soemday these clouds give there darkness to some of my solace
maybe someday i"ll be the one u once mentioned to fetch u ganbana and dolace
maybe someday i"ll ride off these imperfections of mine to the refuge of ur place
maybe u, maybe me or maybe the void between us find the refuge of this ache

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