Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Meenakshi Nahara

MY SUNSHINE
The flowers still bloom in the spring...
The sun still shines...
and glows like never before.
It spreads across the rays, tranced.It heals the essence of every being.
But my soul still lies in dark.
I cry my heart out in the light.I crib, i ponder, i weep.
Dont want to believe in what i’m seeing.
And here i wait again,here i wish to see...
My flowers to bloom once again,
My sunshine to glisten on me....