Occasion was college annual function When you sang a sweet love song That touched the bottom of my heart My eyes wished to quench its thirst By plunging into depth of your heart But no favor from destiny My heart consoled me saying All is well
How may I forget that fine morning When your search was on In the College Central Library For a book named “Romeo-Juliet” And I made your search complete Destiny again played its game And you disappeared all of a sudden Boisterous winds and waves of frustrations Began to exasperate my emotions And my heart consoled me saying All is well
How can I forget that ominous evening When in the college canteen We had a cup of tea together I extended my innocent hands with a smile For everlasting friendship But was rejected by your pseudo pride As I was a poor son of a poor farmer Destiny was a barrier between a rich and a poor Suddenly a gust of cool breeze passed through And I had a deep sigh of relief Then my heart consoled me saying All is well.
Unthinkable. Lithograph of a malaise. I cannot talk. Will you abandon the thought and care about the drowning dawn? The bandaged ego of the book threatens the reader. Come and solve the puzzle of poetry. Everything was quiet except the
I don’t know where to start How to form the words Countless questions, a million thoughts My head is about to hurt Treading along like a smooth sailing boat Or so it seemed from a distance Like a serene view