Picture Courtesy : Diba Raza |
her romance with the lens
is one of a kind
she holds it like
i'd hold a rose
her smile - surreal
with all cares composed
a hue of red
in her eyes,
an exburence of gold
in her flight
I remember that day -
I wore a yellow
she silently gazed,
clicked a song within me -
like, on a cello
and I sung
absconding into
the zephyr behind the curtains
she followed with her lens
- her blissful burden
Hide and seek of the romance
began
Impervious, she stood for a second -
longer than a span
she was like apricity
I - petrichor
and we glistened in the ecstasy
wanting for more
the arrogance, special
yet futile
pushed us for more
for some more miles
more, some more miles
and then we rested...
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PS: Meanings of the lovely words I used in the poetry.
Apricity : warmth of sun in winter
Petrichor: scent of rain on dry earth
impervious: impenetrable.
zephyr : a gentle breeze
PPS: This is my 400th post on the blog! :)
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