With Roses In My Hand
Like the moon brightens the
murky night,
You have brightened my life in
ways
that no one ever could.
In the windy winter days,
In the smoky December nights,
In the early morning and dusky
afternoon,
With grasses soft and green,
With dew on the petals of every
rose,
I wish to be with you
With my newborn heart in you.
The spaces between your fingers
are meant to be filled with mine,
Your open arm is meant to be
hugged by me.
I dream of you and me forever
It’s an irrevocable promise.
In the July rain,
I’d be with you under the same
umbrella
dancing with every splash of the
rain.
And when you feel cold
I’d light the fire for you.
In the Marigold field with
cuckoo’s
song and butterfly’s dance
We would dance till sunset.
And if the whole world collides
We would outlast and outlive all.
And amidst the storm
I will be waiting for you
With roses in my hand.
(in the name of "Anjuli" from
"Kiran")
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