The birds fly in the sky,
your thoughts are with them.
If you may leave,
forget not my love is thine home.
You may go anywhere with pleasure,
follow that universe is my loves treasure.
When everything is deserted,
fresh is my dusted ageing.
Sky is the your limit for my unlimited love.
Ballarykar's poems
Copyright ©2007 Prabhanjan Narayanachar Tattar