Twas twilight,
Where the prayer flags were humming peace.
Breeze dictating the sight,
Where I would seek my fortune in singular piece.
I observed and gazed in the way,
and, I found you scribbling the abstract.
I should have had something to say.
After sensing your thoughts, I had no words to extract.
It might not be an amorous expression,
But consider this as my contribution,
To avoid our separation,
And definitely to have a good impression.
Only if there was a common night sky, we both could talk to same stars and may be the stars were so ever kind to let us talk with each other. Lately dreams have become mundane and time with you has become a dream.
