The words spoken by you
Reverberate on and on
In ever-widening circles
Unending, ever-expanding.
My mind a sheet of water
Placid as a Himalayan lake
The few pebbles thrown by you
Create patterns crisscrossing.
A thousand strings un-plucked
Lie deep in my heart, dormant;
The sweet music of your words
Strike chords of many tonal shades.
Emotions undefined, unexpressed
Run through my whole being
Evoking many thoughts and moods
And tensions never experienced.
Poetry springs forth in my heart
Giving forms to the thoughts;
In its wake further thoughts follow,
And the chain continues, uninterrupted.
Reverberate on and on
In ever-widening circles
Unending, ever-expanding.
My mind a sheet of water
Placid as a Himalayan lake
The few pebbles thrown by you
Create patterns crisscrossing.
A thousand strings un-plucked
Lie deep in my heart, dormant;
The sweet music of your words
Strike chords of many tonal shades.
Emotions undefined, unexpressed
Run through my whole being
Evoking many thoughts and moods
And tensions never experienced.
Poetry springs forth in my heart
Giving forms to the thoughts;
In its wake further thoughts follow,
And the chain continues, uninterrupted.
Krishna Gandhi

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