Her & I I am as perplexed as the human mind She is as clear as the Himalayan stream My tongue, teeth and palate are unable To articulate in the right fashion To give the correct sound to my words I know no use of vocal cords My words suffer the disobedience of my voice All I speak is- vomit- a confused recepie While she speaks in all the witty ways Even a Rishi can't deny the charm of her talks I am a lost 'Self' in the puzzled mosaic of life She is the vibrant green of spring-morn The way she presents her 'Self' So simple and straight as the green bamboo She is like a freshly made lemonade In the hot summer noons So refreshing, so relieving That I re-live Everytime, I look at her I look like a distorted image in a broken mirror And she looks so beautiful in all her ways In her flawless anticipations In the flaws of her carefree sways ©gulam #Our_happiness #Her_and_I © Gulam Yazdani
