Theme: Angst

Alas!

In the empty pitcher of the breaths
the grief dips a bit
I try to be senseless
but how can I with this heart?
The colourful rainbow of dreams
changes with every second.
Alas! There has not been the tide of tears
in the zigzag lines of heart
the vivacity meditates inward
Alas! I can become a river to mingle with the sea

19-Sep-2013

More By  : Prof. Dr. Ram Sharma

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