And My Heart Pains Poem by Hrushk Pande

blue, pale blue in white,
such terrains upright.
the challenge the earth,
and clash like tides.
they deluge the world with flood of light.

the rivers brink never to seem,
some white, some black,
few pearls dipped few tanned.

nothing repels the river's giggle,
the king of orbs no where around.

agony and nothing else is this feel,
but don't know why.
i feel to stay here like a native bird of this sky.

may tomorrow never occur,
may the kings of orbs to me favor.
i want no change,
but some time me have to perish.

oh, what a grief,
and my heart pains.....