Words Never End.. - Poem by Chaitanya Dorwat
And when I thought I was at my wit's end,
that there was nothing left of the world to be romantic about,
I heard the wind sound like a muffled cry,
and the evening had turned her face away from me!
And the moon that reminded me of her face
she hid it, behind her tresses black
And in the cold lonliness, in a candle's gaudy light,
I am painting her in my words, again
these words they never find an end,
just when you think your words are dying out, (As Tagore would say)
'New melodies break forth from the heart! '
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