Some Precious Memories
Serene heart waves submerging deep, a book,
Dwelling in some lyrics mellifluous, manifesting
A deep insight of my self composed song,
Shimmying from my significant nook
To create the music with my waves
Awaited unity's celebration by their shimmer
Sparkle some more to let me hear my song:-
"Waves of my past had flowed in the rhythm
Of the music of the rain, with a dulcet voice
Which used to leave my soul with no choice,
But to dance with the dancing ripples
That rose plant with emerald foliage
Whose charm had never faded with age,
Whose ruby prickles had blessed my palm
With wounds as red as themselves and the bloom
And the tranquil touch of the winter's duvet,
Memories of it trapped in crystals of dew
Hustle had been replaced by apparent stillness,
Gifting a moment of solace, so new"
So, colourful lyrics and zippy waves have told
That my dear nature's quite schmaltz,
So, once how badly I'd wished
To fill the infinite pages of my book
Yeah, it's yet to be finished
Copyright © Harshita Chaudhary | Year Posted 2020
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