Holding the pen in my hand,
Wandering I was in a solitary land.
I longed to draw something fair,
Fragrance that may spread everywhere.
I captured the roses in the words,
I penned down the singing birds.
I painted on leaf the clouds blue,
My pen flooded cool streams too.
But none showered the glow around,
No where desired charm I would found.
Then you blinked in my pad,
On single page all colours I had.
The rainbows clouded all around,
The splendour there had no bound.
Alone you altered the whole scene,
A breathing Paradise infact you mean.
(paradise sms)