Tuesday, July 12, 2005

The One

Often people touch my body
seldom someone touches my heart,
hardly has anyone ever touched my soul
don't move your hand from where no one has wandered before.

My unspoken thoughts and feelings
My life's desires and dreams,
My scary nightmares and starlit realities
My dinghy secrets and staunch beliefs
stand in front of you; bowed and submitted.

Illusion,mirage,my shadow
make yourself a possibility,
I'll wait till the day creation stoops
to realize the extent of my necessity!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

oh my... are these original compositions.. i haven't read much, just enough for survival, and i thot u have incredible writing skills.. keep up the good work...

Anonymous said...

Simply Amazing !!! you totally rock,

Sandeep Sood