Hope you are ok?
A flower from the garden fay.
A quest so common
I hold an unusual answer
to say.
Hope you are ok!
My troubled mind—
Has so much to convey...
Yes! I am trying to be ok..

I used all my imagery.
From all those things which move—
To all those which are stationary.
To tell you this—

Near that cliff,
Of that ghat road.
I was thinking about you.
Weighing down my heart.
I push this heaviness
Off the board.

Though I know,
My ears are still wet
from behind...

Is this an old school fleeting
Scribbled on a telephone diary—
Of the modern-medival time.

Reading your hymes
With a sunflower
Feeling that musical rhyme.

Have you ever witnessed.
Storm and summer at the same time.
That's what's happening inside my mind.
Yes I am okay...
When I am in  reverie
I see your shrine.