180.Evening Musings Poem by rajagopal haran

Crimson red accompanying
Leafy clouds trying to shield
Still below the mountain ahead
Ocean water glaring thy splendor
Distant ship showing half mast
Gentle breeze drawing on the sands
Am sitting alone looking for my love

Here lands the angel beauty
Throwing her sari gentle on my face
Earth starts swirling right in front of me
Breath also comes to a grinding halt
Hands start searching the bliss
Heart thunder to hold her somewhere
Her face shows your crimson red not due to reflection

4.5.2008