A Mute Song Of Love
In the sweet songs
Of the stream
Snaking through the
Heart of the forest,
Some strange feelings
Knock at
The door of my heart.
They don't find a shape
No words resemble
Some goosebumps on
The skin of my mind-
Only feeling,
Only thrilling,
Chilled thoughts
Echoes, in the corridor of mind.
No words,
No words,
Only a feeling,
Only a thrilling,
A lot to say,
A lot to express
But no word,
No word through
The lips,
No word through
The throat,
Only one feeling
Covers the entire world.
Blank mind,
Speechless lips,
Goosebumps on the
Skin of my mind.
Tons of vision
Tons vision
Tons of thoughts
Tons of sounds
Birds fluttering,
Tinkling stream,
Sweet notes,
Sweet fragrances,
No Earth below,
No sky above,
Only me,
Only me,
And my mind blank,
And my lips mute
The heart
Starts singing
A song,
A song of love.
GLAD YOU CAME FROM WHERE RU YOUNG MAN INDIA YES BUT PLACE OF WORSHIP
You rekindle those moments of ecstasy - - which i suffered - -as in my youth... You have the notes/vibes of a lover too - -RR ''''- - of you both Dawn and I would've be proud..even if she were to return for a moment ere comes my last dawn just in case you miss it
RAJENDRA ROUT WILL BE A BEST POET. IF HE TRY HARD.