Monday, 8 September 2014

An appeal

Overboard or underground
Soaring heights or meditating down
We wish you well wherever you are bound
But a word from you shall be like a jewel in crown

Those who are out worldly
They sometimes cut themselves out
So that when they come back
They see things in different background

We are earthly in outlook
And limited is our sight
But we love you still more
As your vision grows high

If you don't see any mails
For deeper you contemplate
But your heart can't miss it
That we yearn to know what is

Mystery keeps one on toes
But it is also chilling sore
The sky has been overcast too long
Let the sunshine come bright and clear!

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