Thursday, February 24, 2011

a sign

i want to wake up
on a lotus dawn
and ope my eyes
to gaze and fawn
upon a face
that would loom
above mine
and make me bloom
like a mystic ray
of sylvan light
or spread wings
in golden flight.
i could just look
smile and smile
paint a colour bridge
for a hundred mile
i still can feel on
my breath
intoxicating odour
of the magic wreath
of words and glances
unspelt glee-s
at meaningful gaps
prayers and pleas

call it belief
ignorance or fate
i am still on the wait
and would want
to know of you
if flames and hopes glow
on the other side too

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