A sweet morning rang my
ears,
Icy wind stuttering my
arms,
So winded up in warmth of
love,
My dreams trepidating with
alarms.
The drops of rain was
shimmering my soul,
Stirring the deepest sin
of compassion,
I was waiting for a touch,
To instigate the flight of
passion
Suddenly the sun boogied
to woes,
Cramping the cloudy
envious via rain,
My senses drew a rainbow,
Colors were
cluttered together like rain.
The sun rays scattered the
clouds of love,
But wind was equipped to
skim off the light house,
My soul waited for the
magic,
When wind whispered for
autumn to arouse.
Trees started dancing in
colossal ethos of thrill,
Soul was divined by purity
of saintliness,
Sunken in dignity of
relief,
Atmosphere begin to
enchant breathless
Suddenly my cheeks felt
bliss,
When you kissed them
slowly,
My dream became a reality,
Filled with love, so
sacred and holy.
These luscious moments
clocking my clock,
I am so lucky to have you
as “My Beautiful Wife”,
I will stand by you
forever,
You are my true emotions
and “My imperative life”.
*A poem from my upcoming book.......
Beautifully expressed dear! :)
ReplyDeleteWow! upcoming poetry book of yours ... My best wishes to you.
Keep expressing
Thank you :-) ..
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