A late night flower sings,
The blue moon moves
And in your silent absence
Stars seems to smear with
The energy of vain,
Love is the brooding darkness.
She was the light, that dawn
Upon the horizon of India
The son that showed India
Her new destiny of dreams
Eyes cast a tender gaze,
That kept a long for eternity.
I can be with you,
But to day you are pictured
Upon the solitary canvas of futurity
Love is still a moving message,
That adds it’s blessing
For tomorrow’s life and goodness
- Sidharth P. K
