Author: Supriya

My heart yearns for sunny skies, amber joy ‘n golden glee To scoop fistfuls of tangerine laughter ‘n lower it all over me The longing but gets drowned in a indigo sea of woe ‘n misery Why does the crimson craving ‘n purple plum passion seem so far away? Why do the roseate memories crumble…

My heart like  a paper plane, soars, guided by a strange force Sketching, seeking it’s fortune Charting its own coveted course Hope intertwine its creases Dreams align, lacing  its folds swooping, stretching ‘n straining It yearns to cut across the threshold It but pummels,  plunges to rock-bottom It’s vagaries but, never come to a naught It lies there…