scattered visions

In the frozen wasteland of dreary time
You lit a flame of kinness
The colours which inebbriate in the rain
The moments which pierce into our conscience
All fades into the horizon
When your light kisses the strings of infinity

Ants creep against my eyelids
They share with me their thousand eyes,
A world which crumbles down to million colours and scents
A dream which scattered into splash of joys
Pricks of honey combs at the tips of grass

On the silent portrait of your unending passion
We lit the saintly candles
We pray to you, the relief from the other worlds
When death couldnt silence you
The wax melts and falls on our eyelids
We emerge out of the frosty evenings!!