Gone are the
days of roses and daffodils
Gone are the
days of music of birds and rains
I stare at the
distant hills
My heart
wandering around
Searching for
‘me’
Lost in the
speed of time
Dancing to the
daily chores
Then I find
her, my mate, my pen
Equally lost
and awaiting my hint
As I touch,
the breeze flew hard
And there were
the dancing daffodils
Rustling music
of the leaves
Flickering tunes
of the raindrops
As if they
were around since long
Just then I
see
Inward
To realize,
life wasn’t lost
It left to let
me enjoy the bliss of solitude
Of being with
me myself
I was lost in
my beauty
And drunk in
my splendor
Yet I held her
tight
Determined not
to let her go
For its her
presence
That has
brought me back
To my land of dreams
A place of
love life and happiness
My pen, you
were missed..!!!



