TO THE SWAN:
The blooming love in hot hot summers
The cooler shades of krushnachuda
Starlit nights, the empty rooftops
Where I let my heart free to soar like
A kite in open skies
Those empty classrooms
The huge enclosed quadrangle
The long open corridor
Still haunts me
And I wake up in the middle of nights.
The cheering multitude
Those clinking medals
Flashing Lights
Everything reminds me
... Of you.
The cooler shades of krushnachuda
Starlit nights, the empty rooftops
Where I let my heart free to soar like
A kite in open skies
Those empty classrooms
The huge enclosed quadrangle
The long open corridor
Still haunts me
And I wake up in the middle of nights.
The cheering multitude
Those clinking medals
Flashing Lights
Everything reminds me
... Of you.
(P.S.: Parchment from past part - 1 is here.)
8 comments:
loved the last para...
tc
when did u rite dis stuff?i'm amazed by this.ur a pro!!kudos!!
@ 007: welcome to my blog :)
@anwesa: i wrote this on 26/05/05. as always you are lavish in praising.thank you and i m certainly NOT complaining. dunno if anyone else ever reads all these :) :D Thank you! seriously your "keep blogging"s helps a lot.
thanks man...
that "you" is great...i kno where this is comin from
@mayz:
haha... ya "you" is great. only that "you" is now present in my life as a parchment from past.
thanks for visiting :)
The cheering multitude
Those clinking medals
Flashing Lights
Everything reminds me
... Of you.
"Applause"
I'm so lucky to have read this.
STELLAR !
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