Comments about yamini peethambaran
An Ode To Love
Was it shimmering thought?
Or just a whispering that-
Hit my drums,
Tuning my rhythm amazingly!
One decibel I awaited so long…
Was it you, or my illusion?
Waited for the panes to portray
Ah my mist she’s dancing in all frames
A grasp of breath, before I rest,