Beloved He, Biased She
"A Fault of past life...
Beyond shadows, stealthily plying on woods of...
Resonates an enigmatic secrecy of an old folklore...
....................Standing
..............below the cerulean...
Jaisa chahti hu
waisa hota nahi...
Silky Satin feathers , dash of copper hue
eyes fathom deep, reflecting sky so blue...
Black keys with white Letters..
Black Mouse with black Buttons...
Blue-eyed butterfly, on one bright morn
charmed by wilderness of Bluebonnets...
Broken Hearts don't mend
Little heart tucked up at left...
On the screen the cursor is blinking,
Sitting in my cubicle my brain I am racking...
The cold marble floor,
is incredibly stubborn honey...
A breeze of remembrance
ruffled distance memories...
What's beyond the blue,
For centuries it intrigued...