You came from a distant land,
To my thoughts, a heap of sand.
Are you my friend, companion or a soul mate?
Or may be nothing as at my age it is too late…
Your love nurtured the seed buried under,
It blossomed with shower of love and thunder.
Emotions flowed with beautiful songs,
Came finally to a place where I belonged.
Your love makes me take a nostalgic flight,
And I see you singing my songs in the moonlight…
© 2013 Pimmi Nag