The lost emotion,
Flew away with the wind,
Like the butterfly with a broken wing;
The little tear,
Slipped down in the rain,
Searching itself in the lake of pain;
The blush on cheeks,
Disappeared in simple smiles,
Walking in desert spread across miles,
That lost love,
Vanished in the dark,
It failed to understand the loving heart…
-Chitkala Mulye
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 