I don't know how i reached my poem!
I don't know whether it came to me
Or i went in search of it..
But i know i'm lost!
Lost by its mesmerizing effect.
And i know i can't stay back anymore.
I'm not a poet,
I'm not a prophet,
But still i know..
Something is running out of my heart,
The fire of my mind!
The spark of my soul!
I know, i've 'miles to go',
I know i've footprints to follow,
But i dont know my destination,
Except, its like a fresh carnation.
Awaiting to be kissed and loved,
By the scintillations of her beloved..
I'm a child,
Who wonders the unknown galaxies.
I'm a sailor,
Who admires the endless ocean.
And my poem,
Like a mirage, enchanting the thirsty traveller!
Oh Lord! Give me the strength
To embrace the beauty of the whole universe,