photocredit:rajanjolly.hubpages.com sultry days, sleepless nights,
sweats the mind in deep agony,
in midst of a dream, I awake to the noise,
that rattles the river flowing serene. haphazardly, drawn lines ,
like thoughts scribbling inside,
confounds the resting soul
in restlessness, herein I pine. the burning gulmohar resplendent
high on the branch,
beneath craves a hand,
to touch the fiery petal, afar.on blank pages, moves the hand,
trying to touch and figure
the unwritten notes of a
invisible in life’s envoi !
6 thoughts on “Life’s envoi”
On blank pages moves the hand!
we are designed to recreate that which is already created
Beautiful reflections my dear 🙂
Thank you so much John for diving deep in the words !
Soo beautiful combining love and sensuality felt by the senses. I feel like closing the eyes and experience it’s Beauty.
🙂 Thanks Amit