Author of this poem Simi Sethy is UAE based Indian lawyer, writer and social media activist.
Jagged stone walls around me were wet,
Rustle of cold water in my anklet was a solace,
Night with full of twinkling stars, ignited my heart
The bluish lights of silver moon
Were giving me the map to paradise...
The first sight of magical valley!!
I was floating in a dream.
An exhalation of joy ripped the air
I was prepared myself to get the answer without being asked
After an indeterminate time,
It was then I knew my motionless existence..!!
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| Simi Sethy |
Jagged stone walls around me were wet,
Rustle of cold water in my anklet was a solace,
Night with full of twinkling stars, ignited my heart
The bluish lights of silver moon
Were giving me the map to paradise...
The first sight of magical valley!!
I was floating in a dream.
An exhalation of joy ripped the air
I was prepared myself to get the answer without being asked
After an indeterminate time,
It was then I knew my motionless existence..!!
