anamikapoems...Discovery of the self
In Meditation
In the green park
Sitting under the shadow of flowers
I think of you
My fingers
Touching the green leaves
Picking hues of flowers
And the divine smell
Which becomes a pink smile on my face
Far…..lost in your memory
Leaf-by-leaf
A flying bird, folding the mellow wings
I feel that,
I got wings to fly…
In sky,
The rainbow
Like the bridge to heaven
Welcoming
By heart, mind and soul
With an omnipotent smile.
Maybe
I am
Yours love prisoner,
Or a victim
…..In meditation.
Written by
Chandan kumar
©
2011
Sitting under the shadow of flowers
I think of you
My fingers
Touching the green leaves
Picking hues of flowers
And the divine smell
Which becomes a pink smile on my face
Far…..lost in your memory
Leaf-by-leaf
A flying bird, folding the mellow wings
I feel that,
I got wings to fly…
In sky,
The rainbow
Like the bridge to heaven
Welcoming
By heart, mind and soul
With an omnipotent smile.
Maybe
I am
Yours love prisoner,
Or a victim
…..In meditation.
Written by
Chandan kumar
©
2011
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In Meditation
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