Thursday, April 21, 2011

The Secret meeting

Here comes my angel dressed in white
Dancing with her friends in this summer night

Crossing the river that was wide and deep
Quietly she passed by, knowing that the whole town was deep asleep

She caressed the flowers with her smile so warm
Casting a spell on everything with her delicate charm

She paused to listen to the song of the night bird
And gracefully entered my garden without speaking a word

She bent to smell the lily and the rose
And peeked through the trees, striking a beautiful pose

Slowly she entered my room and looked at me into my eyes
Time stood frozen for us - as minutes passed by

I could smell her fragrance in the air
As she cast her shadow down in my chair

She whispered to me - in her voice so sweet
Wonderful it was- for both of us to meet

'Never before has time felt so less' said I
As she waved her hand at dawn to say good bye

Good times are golden - Those memories are like timeless works of art-
Time moved on - But I still remember these events - part by part!

'I will wait for you my dear' said I- We will be meeting soon-
Let the sun goes down, we will be together - my gorgeous full moon!

-- Shyam Subramanian

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