By Dr. Vikas Sharma (LaghaV)
Face less.. Speech less.. Emotional.. Unsmiled..
In the lap of nature, calm and fragiled,
The sourse of light swiftly floats in the sky,
Blesses darkness to me as a mysterious spy,
Looking forward to break a premise,
That frequently comes into imagination in disguise,
Wearing disguise but 1000 faced,
One out of which I impatiently chased,
May God empower me to break that premise,
So a saddened life could have a happy demise.