The image of thee, Oh my love, <br />so blissful, i feel close to me; <br />though how far thou may be, <br />seems like the blemaing light of the moon full, <br />on the dark beauty of earth oblivious; <br />such is the beauty of thee, <br />that makes me so replete; <br />with thy love so divine and my heart, <br />so full of thine! <br /> <br />But where are thou, Oh my love, <br />for my life without thee, <br />is like a moon with no sun, <br />and just vanish inthe darkness around, <br />with no sign of me ever to be! <br /> <br />I look for thee here and there, <br />I look for thee everywhere; <br />I ask thee, please come to me <br />I ask thee, please come to me. <br /> <br />17/03/08.. Tanjjore.<br /><br />harsh sagi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/-164/
