This is how she must have felt
Walking under these high archways
Gazing at the manicured gardens
Many a sunrises and many a sunsets
Walking under these high archways
Gazing at the manicured gardens
Many a sunrises and many a sunsets
Alone in waiting for her brave beloved
Immersed in preciousness
but forlone still...
This is how she must have felt
Her soft trinklet filled strolls
Echoing in the vaulted stones
Her muted longings despite having it all
This is how she must have felt
I felt her longing,in my magical moments
Resonating in the stones of Jahaz Mahal
Thirsty she was...admist the waters around.
This is how she must have felt....
I feel our souls resonate
Our desires establish a lost connectHere i retrace her lonely steps
In another era...another age....
This is how i feel now....
Luiets lines....
No wonder is designed connection,
Lost but found in time transition
She is alone now
She was alone then
In d vastness of stone remains
Stretched hands and love eternal.
Ekaant!!
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