Sphere of Love

Beneath the bright umbrella of the sun,

In the midst of this greenery, as I lay on the grass,

Hearing the sweet song of the canary,

I wonder when was this experience last,

My life is as happy as never in the past

Your presence always fills my heart

When you’re around and when you’re not

I’m amused…what should this be called?

You’ve become now of me a part

I endlessly talk to you and whisper sweet nothings

Laughing with you over petty tales

You’re the first to share my woes and cheers

And always besides me to dry my tears

In the deepest corner of my heart

Where there was a vacuum once

You’ve filled pleasure in abundance

The solitude I always felt is nowhere near

Your thoughts have filled me, my soul and my existence!

-          Vishakha Bhagnani