Sunday, May 27, 2007

Har mulaakat ka anjaam judaai kyon hain.

I stare at the trail of footsteps that you leave behind on the sand,
And wonder about the fleeting nature of time.

It was just a few moments back that I rushed in to catch the sun in front of my eyes
And now he has taken every vestige of light with it and sunk into oblivion.

Nonetheless, the waves still lash on my feet
And the cool wind blows across my face.

With a smile on my face, I hope to meet you again
And wish that I never run short of such days.

1 comment:

binu said...

nice one...it is remarkable, since it is never easy to capture emotions in to the conventional frame work of sentences.In this one I think u did..:-)