Quiet cloudy morning.. Poetry, Jagjit Singh for company... I love my life ! The sky is overcast over the forests All over the sky clouds are rumbling for hours When did, in this newborn monsoon, come silently the Keya flowers? From the east, there are silent signs of rain-sprite Once upon a sleepless night In the wind which way went your ferry in the showers? The monsoon fancy’s ferry in showers What nectar was smeared in the heart? In which fear did you have it covered? Maybe you came secretly someone to meet But only in your mind you could manage whom to greet Behind someone’s view a give and take, yes, ours Keeping myself secret, negotiation of ours. The sky is overcast over the forests All over the sky clouds are rumbling for hours … Tagore
Posted on: Fri, 23 Aug 2013 11:41:52 +0000
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