Monday, May 10, 2004

A Diya in a river

A Diya in a river,
turbulent in its flow,
dancing with the waves of water,
reflection on its wings
The flame – symbol of life ; stretched with ripples of flow,
Sailing in its light to eternity

The loved ones on banks stretching with necks ,
eyes misty with forlorn thoughts and memories

serenity absorbed in the stillness of ambience,
Softly murmuring in the form of breeze.
Moments holding breath of souls
torn between love at the bank
and journey towards eternity,
The mood somber yet rejuvenating

gaping fish and tumbling pebbles only hold the truth,
they alone are witness to the path of nirvana
The banks still have misty eyes
only thing they are fading into oblivion


Post a Comment

Links to this post:

Create a Link

<< Home