To the one my heart belongs to

To the one, my heart belongs to, 

Let my words reach you 

Through the breeze, buds, 

Flowers and butterflies, 

Sun is still in meditation, 

Moon is unveiling thy 

Secret destination. 

Silent tears are flowing 

With each passing time, 

Except for your love nothing is mine.

The mind is rumbling with thy memories, 

You touch me softly as the halcyon breeze.

Sometimes you are wild like stifling air, 

Sometimes the zephyr of my scorching summer.

You are like the pages of an old diary, 

Sometimes forgotten yet the most unforgotten love story.

You smell like petals of fresh rose, 

Petrichor emanating from

The soil and grass. 

You smell like as if spring has

Come kissing the sandalwood plants,

Except you nothing this heart wants.

You are the colors of the rainbow, 

Like the early morning sun, you peep through my window.

Being the graceful birds, beautiful butterflies you keep flying from trees to vines to meadows...