Of Life

Pales, dries, it falls on the grass,
A gust of wind opens the door to past;
As it descends and kisses the ground,
Aches my heart, with a sigh profound.

Fraction of a second it takes, goes on leave,
leaving reminiscences behind embraces peace;
I wonder, is there another sky to see,
Where, our soul flies on a virgin spree.

What secret oblivion is holding in arms,
more full of bliss than earthly charms;
I sense the wet gentle breeze on my dry cheek,
And, my aching heart, finally finds some ease.

Smiling, I see the leaf pursuing the path paved by wind,
For there is a beautiful journey unfolding ahead! ! !

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Tanuja Pawar 28 December 2008

very nice..your emotions are weltered in words...

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