With dreams of Happy life
got married and brought home his wife
with zillion thoughts he entered his room
only to find his bride sound asleep
Scorching heat and sand
burning the feet
sweat on forehead
Oasis nowhere found..
Fragrented calm and soothing breeze
Gently, caressing her silken tresses
What awakes, when I pass that lane...
a memory so dear so familiar.
The warmth of that hand,
two bodies lying in the sand,
Why is it so dark here
Why can't my right see my left
Why can't I hear anything
Why the dark Lords are