Lips move silently
Vocal chords quietly vibrate
Repeating your name

In its silent niche
Heart’s walls rock and vibrate
Your name, music

Emperor of dreams
You often throw me out too…
Your hand my refuge!

I reach your door-step
Feet moving to the rhythm
Of my rosary

21aug2010
12.20hra

indira babbellapati

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-whom-i-know-not-senryus/