Arms embraced-
Reading these lines,
When you asked –
Why these pages empty!
Seeing the changes of Life-
Reading millions words,
Revolving around,
Embraced me and you.
Where the life is moving-
Its own pace-
Writing poems of its own,
And the speed-
Faster than my pen.
We are running behind all –
To read.
And the time is faster
Before the minute details – I can draw.
Wish the time don’t stop –
I can’t stand that!
Let me walk fast
Past the terrains
That we covered
In the months few.
Wish to pick,
The pink feather –
Again my dear.
Again like before.
In the ink – Pink again.