An Everyday Affair
As I resume blogging... It was part of a routine summer When the noise of the beggar Passed through the streets of love And fell on the cooing lonesome dove As the wanderer rests in place The dove flies restlessly in space One ponders about the shifting fate The other waits for the beloved mate Is there a place of eternal bliss Or was that the last gaze of goodbye kiss! The church bells ring from far As the sky welcomes the night star The beggar looks ecstatic in the dark And the dove radiates a glowing spark It was their everyday affair with the moon And the two felt abundant with the boon They rejoiced at the sight And rested through the night... Happy Pongal To Everyone!!!