The sweet melody of an unfinished song

Glides its way through the mango groves of my garden.

Is it the music of the flute, or is it the pain in my heart,

That fills me with this tender ache?

I search for words to go along with the song

And chase the hidden meaning in the words that come to me.

Alas! I grope in the dark, like a blind man,

And I am left alone with the melody of the unfinished song.








Digital Art by Kabir Kashyap Web graphics and design by Smita Maitra