The Butterfly Effect

My horizon dint shine this dawn,
the blooms on the way dint smile,
the monsoon chill, failed to thrill...
Blue was not cool, green dint soothe;
yellow dint shine nor did invoke the red;
my world lost all colour and flavour!
No, this is not a nightmare,
how could I, when even sleep was a dream.
Losing thirst, hunger and sleep,
I am in this pleasing penace;
the one, for the glimpse of my angel!

The roots wait, for the rain to drop;
the summer waits for the koel to sing;
the verses wait for the words to string,
and for you, my dear, here I wait.
never knew, a second is this long,
for this one moment, I did long...

Ah! There comes my Light,
the smile and the scent of a million bloom
with the breeze to stir my soul...
so colourful and vivid is the world,
with the ocean and sky of eternal blue;
the meadows of refreshing green;
golden yellow of the sun above
and this red rose, with the colour of life!

There she is, like the mid-day Selene,
the face so charmingly serene!
Here comes, the ravishing damsel,
sculpted by gods' own chisel!!

I have waited long, its time to tell,
whatever may come, even torments of hell.
enough of disguise and lies;
to tell, with you that my life lies...

But, deep inside, flutter a thousand butterflies...