Sitting alone on a winter night,
Beside a warm luminous flame,
Comes a breeze playing with fallen leaves,
And whispers in my ears your name !

Suddenly it seemed that spring has come,
There was love in air with drizzling shower,
With every breath there is a fragrance,
With every glance there is a colorful flower.

Every drop from sky seemed like
The water from your wet hair drips,
And every pink flower i saw,
Was greiving for color from your lips.

That cuckoo singing those sweet melodies,
Seemed to have borrowed your voice,
And any other sound except your name,
Fell on my ears as mere noise.

The collection of all colors, that rainbow,
Stretching across the horizon looking pretty,
Also cant lend colors to your portrait,
As mere colors cant depict your beauty.

The stream of water trickling down the rocks,
Made sound like how you laugh.
And i imagined your glittering eyes when,
I could see the setting sun only half.

Suddenly i open my eyes and wake up to see,
The same old winter night and the burnt off flame,
I realized that it was just a broken dream,
But one thing that still remained in air was "YOUR NAME"!!!!!

- Kandarp