poetries by Sahib Singh-
and whenever the rain kisses the soul of the soil,
its fragrance reminds me of You.
I always thought
Love was supposed to be like a chocolate,
Sweet and bitter.
but never had i imagined
The rotten ones were included too.
and you can ask about my sleepless nights
to these stars and the moon,
they weren’t sleeping either.
and one day
this faded soul of mine
will get pervade by love
and here I am ,
chanting your name to the pigeons,
hoping they’ll return a message from my lover.