dreams of an insomniac.
let these sleepless nights be cursedby the pain of my aching heart.
because she promised to come,
in one of my dreams.
damn these stars and wandering fireflies,
no privacy as they too peep along.
and she wont like the idea,
of any thing except silence and us.
and this lake which seems innocent,
is a clever spy of my reflections.
what if she got to know,
the secrets buried in some corner of this heart?
and like forever,this wind, my friend.
go and see is she on her way?
and along the way uproot these flowers,
they make me feel, how shortlived the beauty is.
Poetry by Sarvesh
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Written on 2007-01-02 at 21:26
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