Random scribblings 1

While walking in the storm, I realized the meaning of calm

While walking in the rains, I realized what sunlight meant to me

While being clutched down by the cacophony of fanfare, I realized how sweet solace was

Now, walking empty in this lane reminds me of the lovely moment together,

Which we enjoyed like a fairytale dream,

There is no merry in counting the stars anymore;

While I stare at the sky, I can still recall those castles,

Which we built on that vast blue canvas,

The filthy smell of this lane makes your fragrance oriental.

While reading, I miss those endless phrase and words that your eyes exuded

PS--Am no poet, just an adventurous attempt, Thanks to my brothers new phone, i wrote this while walking down a busy street...:-P