Saturday 7 January 2012

My Secret Diary.....

Spring comes once in a year,
Summer and winter too...
But my diary comes tiptoe,
Beneath my bed,day & night,
To read my stories true.

His place is in my dreams,
Where he is safe and sound.
I secretly write to him daily,
Do you want to know how?
By personification of Nature,
We express our nature.....

Rain for love,River for calm,
Sky is for hope,Sea is for sad,
Rock is for hard,dew is for cool..
Shadow is hate,Colours  for confusion...