Sunday, 29 November 2020

UNSEEN, UNKNOWN!

 

                                                        UNSEEN UNKNOWN

 


How do I see you, you sit gently on my closed eyelids

I can feel you, you are but a feeling,

You are hope, you are belief.

You are faith, you are youth!

You are the fragrance that I wear.

When I reach out to you,

I feel the gentle shadow cast by the setting sun, on my finger tips.

You are the dewdrop, glistening with the first ray of the sun.

I keep searching… I feel I have found you.

In the wild flower growing on the crumbling wall

Yet, you elude me

Like an incomplete dream!

You are close, yet afar.

You are but a feeling.

You are that tear

Which runs down without a reason.

You are that random giggle that escapes at times.

You are the rhyme, you are the reason.

Yet unheard, yet unseen

How do I see you, you sit gently on my closed eyelids?

 - SG

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