I had been through a notion of love......
Bewildering passion that crept deep inside
Paddling in and in...
With out thee
Hue of cries and despise....
Alluring thoughts of solitude....
In darkest dreams there had been a gratitude
But in the slightest awakening i left my soul....
oh!!!! you always been in the darkest and the lightest ....O.....all
Feathery wings had brought the altruism all the way
Beckoning me always brings you the brightest bay....
I had been in all your feel...
As you do ......
The torrent winds that made the stride......
The plethora of mind which i always hide.....
Being a sat'yr of the dreams....flying high and high ...
4 comments:
shammi
wouldnt it be better
desperate for words
bewildering passion which is profound
delving deep inside
in wildest dreams there was gratitude
the plethora of thoughts
ignore if am out of context
thiru anna ( mr.prema)
tirupur
thanks anna for your valuable comments ,definitely, am privileged to have a comment from our own persons, i take a note of your suggestions and would try to make it corrected in the next version...thanks a lot again..
Naanum ullean ungal pakam(hope its correct :)) .. so just keep writing .. we will be there to always encourage u :) .. keep rocking :)
thanks mayil.....
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