9 January 2010

Let Love

In the forests of my dreams,
Love - she found me.

Muted dread and silent steel,
No matter - she held me.

Let her in, let her out,
Forget her? Oh, I could not.
And so I let the silence speak,
Held my tongue - wise indeed.

In the mirror of my dreams,
Love - I found her.

With steady hands and new belief,
As one - We found me.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Chechi,

I loved both your posts on this subject.
Two things could happen to you. Either you will fall in love or someone will fall in love with you.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Kavita said...

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz: Glad you liked both posts.:-)

Oh, and you've turned into the 'oracle of hearts' from the looks of it. :-/

P.S. Calling me "Chechi" will not make you any younger, you know. You, my dear Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz will always be a few steps ahead of me on that ladder called Time.:D

Smriti said...

"Let her in, let her out,
Forget her? Oh, I could not.
And so I let the silence speak,
Held my tongue - wise indeed."
- Rumi and Gibran would be proud!!

"In the mirror of my dreams,
Love - I found her.
With steady hands and new belief,
As one - We found me."
- I'm proud!!

Kavita said...

Thank you, Smriti.:-)