Honey

Saturday, 6 September 2014

Poem:Crazy


Whenever the days are sunny
and the breeze is trickling honey
after so much rain
I urge to meet you again
clouds are flying to your land
making shapes of garlands
I feel so crazy about you
and I want to be your baby
all the time I quiver
want to cross all the rivers
to be where you are
but I don't  know
how to move the stars
and change the destiny
perhaps
God is still testing me
your love flows through my veins
and makes every thing insane