Write To Me (In Collaboration with Seema Tabassum)

Write to me on the winds in ancient languages,
Send it on the wings of dove,
In the scripts that narrate stories of bygone ages,
Gliding endlessly, across the azure above

 Write to me about how the snow melts,
And lays down for you to walk on it,
I'll write to you about how my heart dwells,
In the puddles that you leave behind on it

 Write to me upon the rising swells,
Which dance and flip enchantingly,
Confessing to the moon with each swirl,
As it hums to the wide tumultuous seas

 Write to me about how the sun rays,
Tussle with each other to touch you first,
I'll tell you how gladly I'll be incinerated,
To be that sunbeam that you will touch

 Write to me upon the winter's twilight moon,
Beneath which the hearts swoon,
Unsheathing convictions, since long hidden,
A beauteous epic of the mystics written

(c) Shilpa Sandesh (S.S), (c) Seema Tabassum
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