And what is love?
Surely not the fleeting butterflies in summer.
It’s your everydayness that gets
My fingers twirling absentmindedly
Tracing contours of a body on fire.
Blow me a kiss, then!
For I love your company.
Unearthed
capricious April
a classical repertoire
whose loveliness is hidden
Note: Poem inspired by Midweek Motif at Poets United.
The Celebration
Year wraps inside
white flutter covers tracks left by despair
snowflakes at liberty to define equality
As we go to sleep expecting to wake up to a brighter tomorrow
Curtains rise once
to mark the now for life remains a celebration
– sweet contentment
Note: It’s been a year, like others! So, as we wrap up, I’d like to express my sincere gratitude for your support and encouragement as I grow as a writer. Thank you very much.
Beginning of next year promises to be a busy one for me. And so, I’m taking a break and leaving you with a promise of a fresh poem in March 2017. Happy Holidays and Best Wishes for the New Year to you all!
I’m also linking the poem to Prompt Nights in celebration of Sanaa’s upcoming birthday, “Round hour of dawning blush, come blow me a wish…”