Day-10 NaPoWriMo-2022
Prompt: A Love Poem
There it lay
Among the memories
Wilted with time
However, more alive than dead.
Love’s reminiscence!
It has lost its fragrance
Once, it consumed the soul
Symbol of sweet nothings
Reflecting on innocent blushes
The heart missed a number of beats.
Those days
Of melting romance
Sleepless nights, mushy dreams
And wavering heartbeats!
Oh! The sweet fragrance of thee!
The softness once
Kissed the brows, melted the breathe
And caressed the cheeks.
Now,
Trapped in a time frame
It speaks its own language
Wilted though
But sweet still!
Participating in : NaPoWriMo-2022
Happy to see love is 'sweet still'. It has its own rhythm -- like the ebb and flow of your poem Sunita. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much, Arti. Much appreciated :)
DeleteVery nice
ReplyDeleteThank you, Donna :)
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