When the morning peeps with myriad shades,

And the warmth of the morn seeps in with glee

Monotony with vigour fresh trades,

I see then, words elude me.

 

When caring eyes spot grief behind a smile,

And loneliness, caught in a crowd, they see

The warmth of the comfort lightens a while.

I see then, words elude me.

 

When stares so cold chill you to the bone

A warm, assuring gaze shelters the knee

The heart forgives the stares of stone,

I see then, words elude me.

 

When the clouded sky shows no ray of hope,

And a second Sun comes along to be,

The light then clears dark tunnels to cope.

I see then,words elude me.

-Anuja Kelkar