Telesma….!
Telesma….!
Eyes were nomadic wind
Until they met yours,
Soul was a restive river
Until it felt yours.
I was an incomplete song
With some lost melody,
You came and the song
got its missing harmony.
World was all very silent sepia
When you were not with me,
Now sky is all sweet sapphire
With rainbow of cacophony.
Days were some vague riddle
creeping through without you,
Love walked in and colored my
chronicle with rainbow hue.
I was quiet as I have been living,
You came and made me yours,
Made me complete…..
Now I m dead.
Death is my Telesma.