Sunday, June 26, 2011 by Indrajit
My petals of love remain strewn still,
A heartbeat worth oceans roar, reel,
Every word in the air storms past, unhealed.
& I wait & I wander & it’s You i feel.
Dreams infinite peel off one by one
It’s Guardian- the lonely nights,
Who, to your pruned Meadows, take flight
I sleepwalk images & it’s You i feel.