I have always wondered at the futility

of these little nothings;

A peck on the cheek and tears in eyes,

the lover of a lover bids her lover adieu.

Starting at the place from where both planes and dreams fly

May her lover find his place,his soul’s cry.


She looks into the ocean of ambitions in his eyes,

his desires assuage her cries,

in no time the airplane will fly :

Over continents unknown

her love will rise,to reach its destination,

to the man she loves with all her might.


I wish for that innocent little heart that thumps in her chest:

May her beloved love her

till eternities together.

For travel you might to places far

compared to a heart filled with unconditional love,

nothing in this world comes at par.




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