WITH EXPECTATIONS
it remains untouched, unexplored
on the surface of heart, all run
after the beauty of vision,
whirling of life doesn't
stop, for limping
shy affection,
just say
me
what is in your heart tonight friend, in case
may be it to be choked into the inner
and subsequently the condensed
sentiments will not let to live
you, so tonight open the
node of heart, before
the dawn, I'm
waiting
with
full of positive expectation, without
blinking the sleepy eyes, life
looks staying somewhere
on the twig of leafless
tree as a few drop
let of dew, just
waits to fall
down on
the
nocturnal, anonymous, aromatic bloom
semi - developed, with hiding
lot of fragrances - - -
