Volume 5 | Issue 3 | Aug - Sept
2011 |
Warm desire
Aparna Vasudevan
Lost in my thoughts and deeds
Barely had I noticed myself
Urging for a transformation,
I did things never been craved
And then he came with a ray of hope
To give a fresh start, to rejuvenate!
I bathed in his cold sweat,
And washed away my old smell.
With that I re-entered into that world
No guilt, no hard feelings
Only a delicate feeling of love
No strings, but souls attached!
Aparna Vasudevan -
