Rumination amidst solitude

Silly Dame

Published by purplepinkbliss under on 9:57 AM

In love it is often hard to be the sun.

So full of light to shine light around,

Light the world…

But we are all like the moon.

We wait for some light to grace us

To light us up

And spread light into the world.

But our sun, our source of joy

Cannot, will not or may not

Shine light our way when we so desire,

That is when we wallow in gloom

For we have no grace to call our own.

Pray! Let me be the sun.

Let me sing for the songs sake alone.

Let me smile from the happiness within

Let me dream dreams on my own.

Let my being be the sunshine…

But silly dame that is me

Like the moon will wait for ye!

1 comments, please click here to comment:

Anand Menon said... @ October 15, 2011 at 1:10 AM

Nice one

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