Dipped in the sadness all alone,
where art thou my beloved,
which place art thou!
Drops of melancholy…
wetting the moments moist,
where art thou my beloved?
dying here ,is your Valentine…
Instants of closeness,
vanishing in the air,
where art thou beloved?
In which heavenly air?
My core essence is craving,
for your love divine,…
where art thou beloved?
my heart here pines…
Distilled and sublimated ,
feelings of adoration,
where art thou beloved?
Iam your soul on earth….
Silence in the nameless bond…restless heart sweeping over the night serene…
innumerable unheard thoughts stepping noiselessly in the land of dreams…
creating a lovely picture of imagination with colours supreme,
A Shangri-la is evolved through deepest emotions lying within…
Splices of feelings conjured in air,
forms an attachment invisible and rare,
associations of former past,
adheres the strings even in this birth…
when…
unknown strange relations get encountered…
Pertaining heights of poignancy,
these invisible ties …
have a magical effect of allusiveness..
charming with affection intense…
We ,as just marionettes,
controlled by the creator himself,
donned and fiddled for his peruse,
never can envisage a play,
determining our own character display…
Resolute mind ,with belief,
faith in all extreme,
shall pave the mysterious way…
soumyav 