The No language - A language of hers
"The language of love"
Her heart speaks
Her feelings meet
A man she likes
For him,
Her heart beats
She sways,
She dances
But she speaks,
Speaks the "No"language
Life is the music
Happiness, the sound.
But, a fear supreme,
When he isn't around
As he may disappear
like a beautiful dream
So still she speaks,
Speaks the no language.
A day will surely Come
When his presence
touches her reality
Life will be beautiful
than this humanity.
She will smile
This no language
will be labile.
Then she will say yes
And all around
will be happiness
Freespirit Juneja
Optimismus....Reality....Dreams...What are they having in common?
ReplyDeleteStorms and dreams are now
ReplyDeletetogether:insightful eye
Juneja Sharad.