Euphoric On Poem Hunter Poem by sreelekha premjit

ah! the joy
the joy of being heard
the knowledge of acknowledgement
of finding a kindred heart

ah! the pleasure
so sinful yet so pure
of love to one self
the swelling pride

ah! my heart keep quiet
let the noise not be heard
let the joy remain
unsung but intact

for here i stretch my hand
hold it for a while
and soon with draw
for pleasures are forbidden

tears roll down
as i find myself on the
moving screen
so colourful vibrant
a lifeless living thing

iam indebted to u
this journey to the unknown
is ur gift to me
alvida! ! ! thank u