|photo courtesy sri raam kalingarayar...|
I better myself each passing day.
Today is different from yesterday
Tomorrow will usher with greater hope..
A fortress of ice, I’ve built around..
Tis reassuring, till the coldness prevails..
Your warmth, your rays may melt them all
Who knows, I may start liking the grass..
Your love is like carrying
Loads of grains on my shoulders..
I couldn’t convince that I am more happy
‘cos my shoulder hurts less
As the grains are lost on the way..
Some words of passion flow with ease
Some words do hold the mirror to my heart..
For those deep words which fail to come..
They send other words on their behalf
And all along , my heart does cry..
“Wait, Hush! He does listen to them all..
On the day of reckoning
I hide a coin from His sight..
‘I couldn’t use this all the while
Please lord, Do let me play again’..