Friday, 30 January 2015

Inexplicable

For you,
I've saved a song.

The song,I roll  around my tongue,
Like the beads of my rosary,
Through my fingers,I roll,
Like the mirth ridden stars,
Rolling on the sky,
A floor,stained and inky.

For you,
I've saved, ... a song,
Beautifully crafted ,
Simple and staid,
Unheard and unsung,
 A timeless, virgin song.....
Chandni.

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