deep through my eyes, penetrates the charm
right then, the thousand deaths I die
to get placed in those eyes, so calm
I feel a soothing breeze around
when you hold my trembling hand
I feel the fragrant flowers bloom
onto my lonely, bare island
I can't affirm my presence, love
all through the path of life with you
I may not stand amidst the storm
to lead you,help you to get through
May stream of time just flow in haste
the memory - drops will wet the sand
No matter where my body dwells
My soul will always hold your hand
Aditee Sharad Joshi
8.5.13
9:18 pm
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