Sometimes you become clueless and unperturbed,
Even your mind resists and keeps you disturbed.
Who was she and where I have seen?
Her glimpse kept revolving as I was very keen.
I could feel her in the silence of the sea,
Silence always speaks the truth,
Her essence surrounded the time and space,
It’s the heaven only who knows her grace.
That mesmerizing feeling kept me calm with sensuous nerves,
I knew I was chasing some dream with eyes wide opened,
Couldn’t the God be generous someday?
I can only be hopeful in this torn and tattered way.
Copyright © Rahul Bhardwaj | Year Posted 2016