An Unspoken Poem

Though I am not a poet yet sometimes a poetic feeling engulfs my conscious and I start composing odes which read ......: “ Late when the day declines, a feel of loneliness emerges, Murkiness prevails all around, yet a glow of your cherisma, enlights my gloomy look, You with thousand colors, advance with dreamy robes, touches my restless soul, I like a fancy bird, Fly in the vast sky, fluttering my long wings, But Alas ! my deep sigh, Too lofty too high, Not even a tiny fly, Give me a rare look, becoz I am a mere soul, flying towards my destined goal, flying towards my destines goal ...”

By myself , Rouf