Every day in my life, I
Wake up to the cries and whispers of the mo(u)rning crow
Listening to the deafening waves of emotions high,
Plaguing the spotless mind with sorrow.
Living under the gloomy sun covered with clouds of sigh;
Sharing my dreams of tomorrow
With wizards and witches, in real never so nigh.
Oh me! Oh my! Where in this maddening crowd am I?
Losing my way into the tenebrous woods
With no light to even guide me by.
Time, why have you robbed me off my fragrant moods?
Are you blind to see my flowing tears gone dry?
Sparrow, My beloved! come to me, fly me away
Over the turbulent seas of fading memories to my home long lost!
*this sonnet was originally penned on 22nd January, 2012
The Upsilamba 