ARSHAJ GAIKWAD Poems
Month Of May...
I close my eyes,
In a hope to see her again.
But then I open them,
I see nothing at another end.
I search, but my sight,
Sees nothing familiar, but for hope.
I’m still alive,
Just to see my life down the slope.
So much to think,
Of many things, I had to say,
I’ll give my life away,
Just find me some another way.
Searching for the known,
I need her a little beyond more.
But the time has gone,
All pages of my life are torn.
So now I stand,
Beyond grief my expressions say.
No emotions left,
Just a dry & dead ...
The Northern Winds
Of all the bad things, that have come my way,
As days and nights have passed away,
Let HIM take away the things that stay,
And free me from these curious plays.
I dont know where my smile's gone,
And the dimple's like the setting dawn,
The flame of music now leaves no flare,
And into the dark for sunshine i glare.