Wistful memoirs...

Like an enchanting gift,
The changing season has endowed;
Like the blossoming of a thrill,
Enriched by a sweet embrace;
You unfolded as a poem on the alluring
Tender branches of my first love, when we both
Started, dreaming of the mysteries of love..

I sought you, my first love, forgetting everything
Around me, fluttering like a wild butterfly,
All over places and time, in and out;
I liquefy myself into you, through the spell
Of your honeyed seductive smiles,
And turned into a swan wading in the pools of heaven,
To become a flamingo with resplendent plumes;
Like the full moon traversing, among the silvery clouds.

The day when you tried to bid farewell to me,
Wilted by the stinging distress in your mind;
Our dreams shattered, its wings clipped off
Into smithereens, scattering into silence,
All the emotions rancid, and mortified..
And my mind whispers mutely;
“All good wishes for a happy married life.

A fairy!

She casts a spell while walking around.
The earth vibrates with pleasure when she
Puts her treads on the velvety grass and
That thrill causes the flowers to bloom...
When that happens, the soul of the thorns
Rejoices, and change into blossoms.
The nature strings them together
To make a garland and adorn them,
And a marvelous garden is created…

The sky and earth pay tribute to her seductiveness,
As she affix the seven colours of her charm,
Pouring over the rainbow, to make it alluring.
When she smiles, pearls scatter all around.
And those precious pearls transforms into
Resplendent stars, spangling the firmament.
When that happens and hits the core of
The heart, each day become a charming night,
With dazzling stars studded on the bluish veil.
She is my beloved, waiting for me
Far away in my land of sweet dreams...
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