Swoop the falcons of day light

How many times have I pleaded in vain,

How many excuses I’ve woven in chain,

How many times, in the silence long,

I’ve sung to myself your only song.

 

You came not then, nor now you appear,

Yet softly I hum when no one is near—

The tune that binds my heart to you,

A melody old, yet ever new.

 

The feeling within my heart beats true,

The same deep current flows in you,

One single flame—yet still apart,

Why must it burn in a broken heart?

 

I see you lean where horizons gleam,

So close in sight, yet still a dream,

Life has turned and closed the door,

Our paths shall meet, perhaps no more.

 

The moonlit night lies still and deep,

The dream-filled night has gone to sleep,

And upon my eyes, with sudden might,

Swoop the falcons of day light.

 

Wednesday, 13 August 2025 – 7:27 PM

Ajay Sardesai – Megh