Sunday, August 23, 2009

Poem-60

CLEAR SKIES...
-Mridara

Memories float timidly,
Like the tender smoke of clouds.
Here i see you,
Treading lightly on wisps of moments shared.
As the clouds part,
The clear blue sky pours down,
As we all drink in a new day.

- 24/ 8 / 2009

1 comments:

Shanmugavel said...

Elixir of life... Felt like wetting myself in the rain.... nice poem... do write poems often.