Monday, 1 August 2011

effulgent, glary archway makes me 
confused, the darkness of heart is
not habitual to get your benediction,
heart wants by and by gleam of your
love, those outcast souls, deprived
life waiting for a favor, I couldn't be
selfish, come away from adjuvants -
flair doesn't loose the wet emotions!
I know, on your courtyard, blooms -
sacred flowers of affinity, synaphea
of adoration brings all near the chest,
the holy droplets spill often from your
eyes, all souls of planet patronized by
you, in the lorn dark night they sleep
in your sanctuary, hiding the future -
dream of love, peace, followed the way
for better survival, let scatter the holy
droplets on their unquenchable spirit !