My Prophet Poem by Vishal Sharma

just another day passed
with the hanker for your shadow
my heart again sang the same song
and as usual no one was there to listen
once again I was alone today sitting
just your thoughts and words wandering
my eyes are going to cry blood drops
since your beauty is not a treasure
it is the rays from sun sent by God
you are the nature of peroccupied mind
my strength lies inside ur beauty to create
your body radiates a virtual energy photons
speechless my mind would be at that sight
though an angel with white feathers
gathering love inside my heart daily
with the courage to modify my destiny


At last you smiled
with the tears in my eyes
you gave me the power to say good bye

and then
would it be wrong to call you my Prophet.