GENTLE WIND : A tribute

When I don’t get ‘great’ things to ponder, I do silly reflections on trifle things. As I wonder why I have no comrade to laugh; No one to tease and do foolish things! I don’t lament yet it seems little nagging, in dreary afternoons and beautiful evenings; when time to have midday meals and sunset tea. Often I sit in solitude and talking to self; Gazing at the Sky without a blinking eye; Wish to dissolve in its limitless blue. Then my eyes roam with a wandering mind, looking at the birds and enjoy their glide. Melancholy moods and pensive thoughts Yet they have spell on my trifle life Adorn my days and warm my nights. ©  By  Pranati Saikia

Never I thought to dedicate myself something 'wonderful' Yet, I did with hope and aspiration to make it alive and beautiful 'My words' will tweet impressions and things,   I brood over many times or I say always whenever I am touched I wish myself ‘BEST OF LUCK’ with all my faith in Self With all my trust in almighty and rest of humanity Get start dear friend inside me, lest you will perish Out of agony! © By Pranati Saikia