A Promise to Alice

Will there be a morning in my life,
The morning I shall wake up
Seeing your face
Ablaze by the first rays of Sunshine.

There will be no such morning
It is a mere dream,
But I have a promise to Alice to keep;

In my forlorn mornings
And in the tired evenings,
Again and again
O’ Kaveri,
I shall come back to your valley.

May be one of those zephyrs
Humming deep inside the ear
Will bring your news to me
That you are fine
And smiling always as same.

If in the hardship of life
You lost that smile even a bit,
I shall ask those zephyrs
To return to you to sing my poesy
And shall my love
Bring back your smile again…….