I will never see,
A brother like you
In this flowing wisdom
Of life
Ahead of time,
We met in distress
In wonder
In awe-inspiring
And in the hope,
Forever.
Sidharth P K
I can’t say,
To speak with
What memories I hold
To my belief
In summer
In winter,
In the season,
And disappearance.
The hues of morning,
Is chill
And I sing
My song knowing
The wind...
The moving sea,
Is you
And flowing wind
Is you
I take my silence,
Rest upon it.
The song of sky,
Is like tear drop
Of you
And it shines
In me,
Like music.
The evening...