My Queen

The signal was red
Some moments got stopped
Some silences uttered a word
Moved forward.

That was the first moment 
I prayed if there was no end
Her eyes were transparent 
My heart beats found her adherent.

Every chilling morning of December,
The breezes ever I remember 
The smiles got lit together 
It was drizzling pleasure!

Whenever I dream her promises
Snow falls on my roses
Jasmine blooms on the grasses
Soul whispers divine verses!

Now the signal is green,
Red lights are unseen 
Our love turns Seventeen
Living happily with my Queen!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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