Tuesday, February 15, 2011

His touch, His Divinity.....

He saw, He stood and He asked!
His quest became a jewel
A little spark of water made my worth shine,
To shine beyond its luster- got into the jewel’s mind

And then the heart started talking,
Words and actions seemed not too many.
And suddenly, I wanted to sing aloud,
I want to dazzle like a diamond- said the penny.

Pennies and Nickels,
Are they metals full of worth?
Splendid dreams can always turn into realities,
Says my marshall, the divine master of this earth.

Loving you is to love him,
Loving like a fool is the trick.
Innocence binding the emotion
Akin- a candle flaming around the wick.

But One day, the candle will light up the room
The glory will reach his ear,
One day, the buds will also get to bloom
He would also get to know, what makes him so dear.

1 comment:

Sanju said...

in essence, you talk of the value, value of penny, jewel, and diamond......can you please elaborate these bizarre, abstract, thing, so that we can come to understand......

n towards the end....it suggests a hope that one day.....but seems like all hope is lost....don't you think all hope is problem, hopelessness is a good way to live...

hopeless at writing, why be someone's hope, why hope smthing frm someone, when you suffice, for you own self, then out of abundance you give to others, not out of the CONCEPT of hope...