Monday, May 21, 2012


My valley becomes silent
Lost in lonesome years,
I whisper to the leaves
Dipped in weary tears.

Stars were soothing
Devoid of any glare,
My heart still beats
Full of love and care.

The wings are gashed
Go numb in freezing pain,
My heart still has fire
Rearing to rock again.

- Nilambari

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