28 Apr 2012

Lost world of words




Evening is still young
Sun has not gone home yet
Even as the clouds try to cover
The sky with its massive blanket
Rays of light over shadows it
With tinge of silvery brightness
I am alone waiting for night
To see the stars again
To throw dreams
At them
As I lost my way
Somewhere
I want to ask
For guiding lights
To open up new paths
Towards a lost world
Of words where I weaved
The canvas of imagination
To paint my words
With unseen colors
And spread splashes of joy
To those who might read one day

 Images Courtesy: Thanks to rightful creators

1 comment:

kolembo said...

Throwing dreams at the stars. Good stuff!

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And well done!