The lady.


Have been chasing you all the way along,
to colour myself like your wings,
to sip nectar as u do from nature's cauldron.

I certainly did pick fragments of glitters,
trailing as u zoomed past my sky,
I revered in the glittering joy,
Until, I set my sights on a richer bounty you had.

Insatiable and relentless my thirst for happiness is,
I have got so much and yet I want some more.
unceremoniously you tiptoe into my head
I look at my emptiness and measure my wealth.

Time and again,
Over and over I measure.
As I chase you joy,
I have lost all my succor.