jahanvi .......................


sky


layers on layers
hiding d tiny drops
appearing blue
glowing in d morning
playing around with red ball
becoming yellowish at tym
making it appear
becoming white other tyms
making it disappear
n shedding all it has holded on 4 long
giving lyf to sum
while drowning other wid its shower
but at nyt its dark
silent
gloomy
lost in peace
handling itself quietly
n letting d silver crescent shine
giving a ray of hope
for everything will be fyn
dats how sky appears to me
loving d serenity it gives
making me c n face
n rotating n cuming bck everyday
back 2 me
from blue to black
from flowers to moon
having all in one...
smiles to sorrow
love to death





jahanvi............. ..

Submitted: Monday, February 07, 2011

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