Blissful home

A shiny morning bathed in golden-gluey rays. Somedays are different from everyday. The royal couture's army, Of sun's dear palace. Served down the feast of honour. As I opened the mouth to greet. The berries of my mommy's continental & savoury kitchen. Satisfying the appetite of my elated much hungry soul. Alongwith serenity, To my disturbed mood. I took the boat, Destined for the shore of endless breathing. & found myself lost, Into the lake of solitude. The melody of contentment. Drenched into my ear, when the swans passed by. A merry moment to cherish & laugh. Even the hours of daylight, Felt like a blink of seconds to my ardent eyes & carefree heart. Roaming like a reckless, dancing paper doll. A royal chic, Fully fledged with tantrums, that night. Cause, I was wild. I was free. I was home - Mauli Verma