"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Friday, June 28, 2013

Love Ever Young


Love is never old
Like a wilted rose
It still spreads fragrance
Like a burning incense
Its aura is in the ashes
Like a baby's sweet smile
Upon mother's heart it lies
Even when apart in miles
Love is ever young
For the ones 
Who care to love.