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Confessions To An Ephemeral Love

Standing by the window pane
My eyes, they search for you
Amidst the chatter of my mates 
I solely wave at you. 

Then up you look - your chocolate orbs, 
Oh! how they crinkle when you smile
The meek wave you return is enough for making my day bright. 

You are but like the gentle sea
An azure land of mystery
To date I cannot fathom why
Your silly talk makes me want to smile. 

You're everything that's sweet and warm, 
The moon, the breeze and popcorn
And what else shall I compare thee to? The bard took away the words and flew. 

Sitting next to you by the window when it rains
Walks, ice-creams and stupid eraser games
They're nothing to me but absolute joy
The crewmates on a ship shouting "ahoy!"

The doodles you draw on your desk I've seen. 
How's the tutor you mentioned been? Have you decided where to go for the summer break? 
There's a myriad of questions that I wish to ask 
But I guess I'll keep them locked, concealed in my heart. 

"How can someone be this adorable?" I think to myself
As you make that face with your lips sucked in
And how you're always sleepy and bored of everything
Such little things they'll always stay cute. 

This little secret I won't share with the rest. 
Keep it safe, studded in my chest. 
And of all the people I've ever liked  I definitely love you the best!

Copyright © Darshita Joshi | Year Posted 2022



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What Shall I Write

The day is done in oblivion 
The sun is now tucked in his bed 
I sit here on my desk preplexed 
And the moon lamp shines over my head 

What is it I should write about 
I cannot seem to think 
A long lost love Or the clouds above 
Or my friend's lovely rings? 

Asked the moon what I should do 
But he doesn't seem to know 
And as for the stars, 
They seem so far 
Busy in their gossip and glow 

I thought I'd write of existential things 
But you need a mood for that 
And I've written enough of the songs of spring, of memories and lilacs. 

The clock now seems to tick away 
The time goes speeding by 
I shall now write another day 
And try and try and try!

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Ephemeral

Little by little
These delicate petals fall
All I can do is whimper.

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A Chocolate Box

I'll make for you a chocolate box 
Is it sweets you like? 
A box of red with a ribbon white 
Yes! Truly a charming delight! 

Do you prefer dark or milk? 
And how about some caramel? 
A little salt will be just fine 
A perfect mix of confectionery to eat! 

I'd give the box to you on a winter's day 
When everyone else slumbers away 
It will either be beneath the mystic moon 
Or on a warm and fuzzy frosty noon 

Then that box of love in your hands you'll hold 
And I'll look at you all bright and bold 
Your chocolate orbs and vanilla smile 
Oh! What a saccharine bliss!

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Renewal

Long gone is the winter snow
The grim and gloomy white. 
Merry peonies up they rise 
Sunbeams wake them in delight. 

The calla lilies - which last winter withered 
Cannot be gotten back. 
Tis only their tint of scented sweet 
Which dwadles in spring breeze
Bring in with it the memories 
Of times bittersweet. 

With new beginnings and past behind
The slumbering swallow wakes. 
And lo - away - away it flies 
To places far away!

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Papers

These yellowed bits are all I have 
It's all that remains of the past 
In days of yore, who could have thought 
They'd be the only ones to persist. 

With every piece that's touched and felt 
A bygone fragment I revive. 
The little hands that wrote on them 
wave at me, 
On their faces a gentle smile. 

With welled up eyes, I look at them 
and kindly I do wave. 
Then turn away and off I stride 
Leaving those bits preserved.

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Snow

Cotton falls on my hands 
It melts with my warmth 
My hand - a pond

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