There is a lake behind the castle...
A tree beside,with ripe coconuts and
The love bird's twitter...
A loud chat or sometimes quiet murmur...
its all on moon's mood..,
to make the water wander...
Sometimes its flow of love,
Sometimes...
castle windows cry and shiver...
The broken leaves, flowing with quiet water..
Seems like boats to heaven, waiting for their rower..
The golden tinge on the blue..or
silver sparkle over the black..
seems like..complete bridal dress...
waiting for their lover...
The spider webs round the window pane ,
over the years have faded the view...
The door now faces the giant towers miles away.....
Moon lost its praise,sun seems there in anger
The castle still lies in midway, waiting for the owner...
The broken leaves, flowing with quiet water..
ReplyDeleteSeems like boats to heaven, waiting for their rower..
The golden tinge on the blue..or
silver sparkle over the black..
seems like..complete bridal dress...
waiting for their lover...
beautiful imagery....awesum...!!....loved it :)
thnx.. :)
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another of your marvelous works.. like the bridal dress wala part the most. Not only this reflects ur growth as a writer , it reflects how pure your imagination is. lovely work bhootz.. keep it up.. :)
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