Thursday, June 30, 2011

My dear

(Based on the poem,"PRIYE" in Hindi by Emani Ganapathi Sarma,India)

Golden thoughts of yester days filled
My mind a lot with your memories distilled

In my private room I muse alone, on you
A new song everyday I send you

When you smile, giggle and fell shy,
Your beauty decorates the moon shine.

No other beauty matches with yours
It excels all other beauties, I say!

Every night I wakeup in search of you, dear
Bloody sleep comes upsetting me , unclear

Ways are unknown to my goal distant
But , my breath gives me hope constant

(From Hindi original ‘PRIYE’ BY Mr. E.G.SHARMA