Will you lend me thy finger
to clasp
through the path of life
I ,the tender musing
in the desert sands …
grope and pine…
flew the golden particles
with the wind
I ,stuck in the desert,
search for the glow of
the night star…
With intense faith
I secure myself,
As I way through
The stifling storms
whilst the earth appears unchanged
within the mind ,turmoil plays havoc…
soumyav 