A new lark.....

Ages went by, I waited for him,

He came in, twice or thrice but only in dreams;

Hope was there but scope was little,

In front of God, heart still cuittles.

I waited for him, over the same old road,

I was tired but something always goads;

It says wait for him, he’ll come one day,

And I waited with a hope that one day with my name he’ll add his cay.



Years passed but he never arrived,

Only I know, how I survived;

But with each year I thrived,

And suddenly I revived.



That was the year, I met you,

For me you were too new;

Your unending crazy whim,

Soon made me move out of him;

Now, life is just fresh like morning dew,

I have no clue, in between when our friendship grew;

I don’t care you are Hindu or Jew,

I just want to be your glue.



Soon you too felt the spark,

Somewhere there in your heart I made the mark;

Together we drew our life’s arc

And there starts a new lark.