The Rift Apart
The winds may not meet your eye
by Praveen Claude Fernandez
as time flies..
The sun may not touch you with its strokes
the rains may not drizzle on you
the lightning will not photograph you
The rainbows will not see you as its jealous of your color..
the peacocks will not dance when they see you
Byron cannot write a poem as he finds it difficult to
quote or describe for it can never be another you and me
Down below you will see a thin lean log
near the heart of it you will see no Dog
that's where it lies because it's my friend
who never knows my end..
Time will bring the bridge
closer to the ridge
the ridge should be guarded closely
as it contains the friendship of Kesav and me....
(Kesav is my best friend and inspirer)