In a way which had never been practiced before, silently, and calmly, you looked into these dried up eyes and gave me tears, once again. Have you ever seen a flooded land which has ultimately fallen a prey to drought? You gave the cracked and wrinkled heart of mine a drop to breath!
Long, long ago, my fate had seen a dream.. a lovely prince, riding on black horse, and holding a red rose between his teeth! Holding reins with one hand, and the other stretching out to me! I wanted that moment to pass quickly. I wanted his hand in mine, and my arms around his bosom. But before this could happen, my fate woke up, opened its eyes! Tears flooded out, and red cracks filled my yellow dried eyes!
Sahar Raman Deep