Thursday, March 7, 2013

THE AWAIT



Fragrances in air, jasmine sways,
the silvery shine of the moon rays,
my trinklets clink,
anklets tink,
I await for the beloved ...
in the turquoise deck up.
Will he know my presence here,
hidden behind the jasmine bushes,
will his arrival be a surprise,
or the music of the flute...
shall reach me before the saviour!


2 comments:

  1. It is very nice poem as usual ,Good Evening :D

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    1. Thank you very much.Nice to be connected here !

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