Two Doors


Two doors opens whenever I compose a new rhyme

One leads me to you, and other brings you to the heart of mine

Whatever I plan seems fruitless with time

It’s always your presence that brings me the sweet chymes

Like the sparrow swims in the melodies of wind

My soul dances with your feelings blend

Two doors opens again whenever you touches the heart of mine

One leads me to you and another brings you to my rhyme.

© Akhand Singh, 2008 © An Empty Glass, 2008

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