He wrote my Feelings with his Pen!!!
I hope the Winter ends!!
Note: I wrote this just now for my friend Kruti. Check out her blog if you can. She was feeling low and for some reason wanted a poem to reflect it, so here it is.
She sits beneath a Juniper tree
Waiting for a stranger
Who could it be?
As cobalt clouds loom ahead
That pretty girl
The tears she’s shed.
All she wishes from that ructions sky
Is to catch the glint
In a lover’s eye.
Perhaps, when the rain chooses to pour
She’ll find some heart
That will adore.
Or sit there still under that tree
She’ll sob till winter
That poor, Kruti.