"I am what i am becoming."

Sunday, January 10, 2010


The story of nights, Oh! How do i tell?
Blooming in my heart the love that dwells
Oh! How do i tell you the way it feels?
No words, no flowers, no moons could do well

On the bower of eternal happiness i swing
Far into the dreamland, i fly on her wings
But oh that dreamland was never so far!
How do i tell you what’s in my heart?

The fairies must know, do all the stars,
The wish i made while they were flying afar
Someday i wish, what it is i could tell
Afraid i am no words, flowers, moons would do well.


Nitin Donde said...

Excellent ... as always!

Abhay Shukla said...

Thank you sir! You always keep encouraging :)