My thoughts

A Thought came into,but away it hid
It did not came upto my lips
it stole a glance from the eyelids
sometimes from you,sometimes from me

it asked for words to set it free
these thoughts demand some words from me
words to wear , so that it can come up;to the lips
so that from the lips it can flee
a voice it can embrace and sway with glee

but this thought
is a feeling…..just a feeling
like fragrance floating in breeze
a fragrance that is not speaking