Sunday, January 17, 2016

I m waiting at chennai, spice jet at 12.05.

yes I have received your message but I do not know your address and your ware abouts as that I can not know from such message and I myself is again constrained as I told you earlier. Any how I am pen downing my poem for you but I dont like any body related to Minhas cursed environs is entitled to read it.

wings told me
what I forgot
pen of hand
may be it like s your presence either way only

I was lost
clouds reminded me frozen himalayas
lost are my ways
that's I know
from my heart
what probably you
well yes its what I forgot

it touched a land
may be I have yet to know

some one sitting next to
home is sweet

I have wondered
till date

why only sugar canes
speak this language 

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