Wrote this first thing 2day morn...in office that too. Not my fault! Blame Bangalore weather and..
HUSH...
Drifting soft enter dreams
through my window whilst I sleep
Be not sad that mine eyes look tired
and think not, pray, my patience wore
‘Tis just that my heart felt weighed,
as restless it leapt at every knock on my door.

I will wait as I know I must
biding time watching shadows play
Faces, feelings, some I loathed, some I trust
On brittle walls, they form and fade.

Vast and open stretches in velvet ink
mine sky as does my world
Wings had I that aspired to fly
but now they lie shattered, in sorrows swirled.

Dawned has though a sliver of hope
and nurture it to my best I will
But hush, it too sleeps, with a smile on its lips
so enter softly, dreams, past my window sill.