Beneath the rippling waves of every kind, I had a glimpse in my mind
of a woman so lovely,
she's almost holy.
May be I am too lonely,
a mere reflection
of my longing self,
thought I with a sigh.
But there she was
a star from afar
growing bright
by every night
within me and without,
to love and to be lost
in herself within myself
to time and to the world.
-Kalyan
2 comments:
Too good. Waiting for more...
ohh dude that was wicked short poem
i think the gal is lucky 2 hearu say the poems 2 her
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