Tuesday, November 04, 2008

All is a coffee dream with a twirl of cream...

She came at the dawn of yawn,
I sing a yellow hello.
Her voice, a bloom in gloom,
Glass heels dance me to trance.
Far away keeps the land of sleep,
All is a coffee dream with a twirl of cream.
(c) Hershal Pandya, 4 October 2008.

Nature's Artefact

A dry leaf glides to earth,
A lemon butterfly flutters through,
A buddhist monk walks by,
I smile at the nature's artefact.

(c)Hershal Pandya.