My life,
found its lines.
But there are no colours!
My stars,
found their sky,
But there is no night!
My dreams,
found my life,
But an insomniac, I became!
My love,
found its elixir,
But she gave me poison!
Now I sit sleepless,
under a starless sky,
All my life, dreaming of love!!
--
Jagadeesh
13/12/2oo7
Sparrows of Mohenjodaro
8 years ago
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