Saturday, June 19, 2010

The Dew

Like the dew drop on a sunny morning,
You vanished in a minute or two...

I stand like a lonely soul,
For once my world was you...

The glorious evening today,
Bidding bye to the day and me...

I stand waiting for your return..
The time laughs,a mocking voice...

My mind wonders..
If this wait is eternal...
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