The Unheard Words
Caravans of the spring in the desert sun.
The un-blossomed roses,
The dreams in my eyes and the clouds in yours,
Lost in dusty pathway,
Forever.
On the death bed the last few words,
Uttered from our lips and remained unheard,
Forever.
The colorful flowers of your name,
And those of mine remained unseen, un-plucked,
Forever.
Caravans of the spring in the desert sun.
The un-blossomed roses,
The dreams in my eyes and the clouds in yours,
Lost in dusty pathway,
Forever.
On the death bed the last few words,
Uttered from our lips and remained unheard,
Forever.
The colorful flowers of your name,
And those of mine remained unseen, un-plucked,
Forever.
