It’s a serenade…
which every heart beats on
When welkin’s sun disappears and heart becomes interactable
Emotions hit like a sharp sea waves and linger on till the moon comes
Every heart searches for a pal, a friend, a guide who is conformable
Not just to love but to lead him to the unexplored path and to see the beauty that life holds
Its a Serenade…
that grows in peace and in calm of the dusk, and becomes irresistible in loneliness
Now as he slumber and grapple to sleep with a wish to meet the pal, his heart wants,
to live the in moments that no where exist
The moon goes down and sun approaches
he trepidates with trembling emotions
merely by the thought of long lingering loneliness
Is a Serenade
