Saturday, March 6, 2010

When i sleep late, weird thoughts flow through

There he lay in the vast dark sky
Is it a doze or just lil shy
Peeping through the curtain of cloud
To the smile of a child, there he bowed

Swayed the daffodils in the breeze
Proud and beautiful in the banks of Tees
Touches the child with grace and ease
Seizes the airs, posy falls to the knees

Charm is thou oh lil kid
ur smile will win whatever is the bid
Lost i am in this grid
wonders the child fluttering its eyelid

Pure is your soul within
Brings the joy to kith and kin
In the world of greed and thick skin
You certainly deserve to win