My eyes played with the broken dream,
As the oyester silently endures the pain
of that prickly sand,
And turned it into a pearl
A pearl which I forever searched
The smooth touch of your love
In the warm embrace of your arms
In the fragrance of your locks
I shivered like the palaash tree
in first monsoon rain
What just fell from my eye,
was a pearl,
was a flower of palaash tree,
was just a tear drop,
but a dam was burst in my heart
See it made even your eyes moist
what can I say, What remained unsaid…
Jan 7, 2007
http://www.anubhuti-hindi.org/nayihawa/k/kamlesh_pandey/ab.htm
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