Harbinger of Joy
The eyes have been
a mystery for years
and to answer all the questions
it was amazing, how you used them without any fears
a mystery for years
and to answer all the questions
it was amazing, how you used them without any fears
Sometimes with a single word
and sometimes with silence
You always formed my integral part
being my everlasting quintessenceThe harbinger of joy
and the herald of care
My lady, you’ve driven me mad
and insane for all your flares
and sometimes with silence
You always formed my integral part
being my everlasting quintessenceThe harbinger of joy
and the herald of care
My lady, you’ve driven me mad
and insane for all your flares
© Akhand Singh, 2016 © An Empty Glass, 2016
Akhand Singh 