i envy-dixit bhatta

I envy the morning that wakes me
From the dream of yours
I envy the sunlight that makes you
Hide behind the moon
I envy the chirping of the birds
That stops your sweet voice

The glistening moon
And its light that falls
And reflects from your radiant visage
And Shines in my eyes

Your face that blooms like a flower
A lotus floating in the pond
and drops of rain that sticks to the petals
In the drizzling sound of rain

I envy the azure sky
That clears the cloud
it stops drizzling
And stops the melodic sound