Thursday, January 13, 2011

The Secret Unveils and Silence Prevails

The secret, a sprout deep under ice
Unveils the sunshine, cold winter gusts

and last kiss, I feel, sparks in your eyes

Silence of the meadow grows up my feet
Prevails stillness, fading steps, your last waltz


  1. ..and last kiss, I feel, sparks in your eyes... wow!

  2. Dear Daisy and Aftab banoo,
    Thanks for your nice words.
    To be honest, I have a strange feeling about this poem, as if something is forced into it, but still there are things in it I like, so I decided to share .... I am glad you liked it :)))


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