In thy majestic eyes, i hear the music of dreams blooming in the fountain of your sleep...
Anxious my eyes, waiting for you to descend from your dreams to my arid land where i am parched for a drop of love;
Where i sing my dirge, alone, tormented, surrounded by shadows of the dark...
Yet a vague hope, amidst your elite, delicate dreams, you may lose your way...
And come to me chirping, in your dulcet voice...
In these chilly winds,
Insanely I tried but couldn’t trace your footprints
With eyes moist n tremoring lips, countless nights I spent ;
That you would somehow appear like a divine aura, from somewhere deep in the firmament..
Let my memories obliviate, let my feelings die...
Only then i can eschew the melody of your presence...
Ignorant heart, still hopes, someday your path may cross mine..
Sharing the same august moments together, cherishing life without a whine..
-Kaavya
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