Long before the Sun came out smiling,
Began my heart quietly singing ….
Humming a line that’s too familiar,
Usual dullness giving way to cheer.
Vanishes the dew on the Rose,
All my poetry turns into prose..
Never allowing me to spare a moment,
Endless work chases me every minute.
Sure, I have thoughts to spare,
Having a circle that’s very rare,
Wishes of close friends to care.
All those who have made my day,
Remembering them all the way.
I have something to say....
I have something to say….
I have something to say…..
Author Shashiprakasha
