image 2013,Delhi
I sit silently on the swing
And enjoy the sunny days
With soothing fragrance in the air
And colours that never fades..
And colours that never fades..
Fluttering angels in the garden
Some dragonflies are there too
My thoughts burst like bubbles in air
Rainbows in them hold the clue..
Some of them pull me to hell
Some of them take me to heaven
In between this tug of war
Are melodies of Beethoven
Scarlet dreams and Violet blooms
Like shaping clay on potter's wheel
Weaving words on weaver's loom.
~~payal~~
P.S.: Some mixed emotions today..Father in law's open heart surgery went well,though he's still in ICU....and is missing brother-in-law badly!
P.S.: Some mixed emotions today..Father in law's open heart surgery went well,though he's still in ICU....and is missing brother-in-law badly!
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Beautiful...loved the last line specially...weaving words on weaver's loom :)
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DeleteThe emotion comes through beautifully, Payal.
ReplyDeleteThis verse is stunning:
Thoughts fly far on angel's wings
Scarlet dreams and Violet blooms
Like shaping clay on potter's wheel
Weaving words on weaver's loom.
Thank you. xoA
Thank you !:)
Deletethoughts of hell n heaven with Beethoven melodies.. :)
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