Memories shower delicately when Time lefts its colorful foot prints within me.
When waves of ecstasy, desire, rise in the heart, spring season unfolded a beautiful flowering tree.
Winds blowing from the trees, is like the tunes from the flute weaved with thrill
The path I walk, blossomed with a tapestry of colors with a heart of goodwill.
The beats and rhythms which I have kept deep inside my soul rose tenderly
The songs are coming out to the beats of the heart refreshingly.
A new inspiration is blossoming inside me, unfolding to shower all the pleasure
Leaving the moments like whispers of golden anklets in my ears for an expected hangover.
Was it the star that shone unblinkingly? Was it a path that blossomed unendingly?
Was it the mind’s game that is playing? Was it the true aspirations of the will trying untiringly?
As the moment approaches, the excitement to connect is blinding.
Silence faded and never coming back when you smile that is so mesmerizing.
You walk around talking like a cute little girl my beauty
The golden letters that I want to write have frozen like dew drops on your lips, sweaty.
I am just like him, he is just like my synonym
When I’m excited, he always quickly reacted
My life reminds me a missed dream, his interest unfolds like a tidal stream.
Friends for me are passing clouds, but his charisma shows no bounds
I’m like slow drizzling rain and he busts like a morning sun shine
My thoughts swing back and forth in dilemma and his actions appears like an enigma.
I’m surrounded by many with attitude and he appears to be lost in Solitude
I’m grounded in reality with a mind of explorer and he is always looking like a Crazy wanderer
I love wearing some exotic cloths of fashion and he loves writing with Passion
My mind always racing to reveal that love is fertile for which he unfolds himself with an artistic style
My Life passes leaving behind the beautiful moment and his always clasp for another enjoyment
My mind is controlling when the heart is revealing but his every action and move are sizzling.
The shadow of his presence is always with me and his wait for the glory arrived with a glee
Within him the memories of the time is like a stream and within me I felt that I am just like him
By RK dated 07/09/2015