The melancholic song goes on repeating itself
Like a broken record,
In the depths of my heavy heart
Runs an ocean deep,
I'm drowning in a sea of pain.

Waiting for the autumn rain to pour ,
Clear my view
And -take me away to a land of miracles ,
Where I can heal my crying mind,
I'll leave my sorrows far behind.

The tune stirs my mind,
Getting immuned to the ways of the world,
The past, present and thoughts of tomorrow
Juggle between holding on and letting go,
Trying to find a balance.

Let the music flow
And touch the high and low notes of my mind,
I'll wait for you to come with your dreams ,
We'll weave them together ,
A new sun will rise to shine on our love ,

Slowly the melancholic tune fades away,
Melodies start to touch the right chords,
Poetry and music finally gets engaged
In a timeless relationship,
And a symphony of love begins.

NANDINI MITRA ©