Sunday, 15 November 2015



Down there on the edge of sea

lie all my quivering desires deep

glints it outwardly to darken my inside

whispering inaudible reach of sighs.

Mingling with unreachable in reach

Of cravings feelings and thoughts deep

casting its spread to eternity

yet not part of whole sovereignity.

Views the eye of mind

that shuts the cosmos in find

Oh! I want to fly

With cut wings and connections high

Till the horizon of thy life

Alas! bleeding jibe of strife

 strings my want to thy wise sight.

Sangeeta Sharma