A dancer’s feet I borrowed today,
Round and round they make me sway,Past the ant hills and the house of smoke,
The sound of my anklet wakes up the road,
Oh, there is noise, for my heart sings, trembles,
He’ll be home soon whispers the wind,
He’ll be home soon.
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| Photo courtesy - The Song Of The Sufi Masroof |
6 comments:
This one touches the soul..........simply marvellous!
Love it...Just Love it !
Awesome...Ismita!
I loved it:)
@Blogwati Gee, thank you! I am glad you think of the verses as marvelloues :)
@Manasa, thank you, bless you :)
@Amit, thnak you so very much! I am really grateful!
That's beautiful :)
@ Priya, thank you so very much, I guess so are you :)
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