There is going to be this place down the sky
Where my thoughts and imaginations will fly
Submerging my soul with nature’s architect
A place for my shelter, I am going to erect
And also see to it that its foundation’s good
Building it with the stones, rocks and wood
Safeguarding me from the heat and the cold
A kind of place where the happiness unfold
Seeking pleasure in the chirping of the birds
Trying to convert it into language of words
Breathing fragrance of blossoming flowers
Their aroma soothing the soul in wee hours
The sun and moon, my guests will become
When one will leave, the other will come
During night, I will see the stars sparkle
Thro the ceiling over pillars of my castle
And even feel the cool gentle breeze blow
While in its rhythm the clouds will flow
And finally settling down over the dome
As that is the shape of roof of my home
Again breaking into the fog, mists and rain
Coming down and taking away all the pain
Often again a rainbow will emerge over here
With its vibrant colours my house I’ll smear
Enjoying the atmosphere from dusk till dawn
As over this place my real pleasures beckon
Such of a kind will be my perceptions regime
Wish I could rule over this castle of my dream
Sunday, August 30, 2009
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2 comments:
Good one!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Feeling great to know that !!!!
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