Friday, August 14, 2009

Sleepy dreams on an early morning day

T'was you who always resonated in my mind
as I spend my days & nights that way.
Yet you came & went staying a few moments
like the sleepy dreams on an early morning day.

Thee were like a word always recurring,a thought always echoed
out of some lament unknown,sonnets yet to be written.
Or may be like the feel of a Tranquil night
after the toil over hours under the burning sun.

Like a pain yet unexperienced
or an obscure anguish which has now allayed.
Yet you came & went staying a few moments
like the sleepy dreams on an early morning day.

You were like a reeking pleasure which is found
after rains has dripped the land.
Or perhaps in the midst of a dying autumn
a day filled with winds & sand.

Youre lovable lies were treasured,entwined
with my heart like suns & its ray.
Yet you came & went staying a few moments
like the sleepy dreams on early morning day.