Mock-fight With Cupid Lips of my heart.. Are locked into a Teasing silence! Eyes of her soul.. Pretend to duck my glances, Through the musical armour Of her fluttering eye-lids! Story of our love.. Is overcast with.. Clouds of a mock fight.. Pregnant with silent tears! Friends
Crowning Absence The air is thick.. With a musical riot.. Of dancing rain-drops!… The wet soil proudly sports.. Fragrant foot-prints.. Of a tell-tale court-ship.. Blooming into lush-green dreams! …No wonder.. My thoughts follow the cue.. And start courting lingering notes.. Of your lush green memories.. Aching with
Symphony of The Nightflower The “Night-flower” is oozing.. With a fountain of heady fragrance.. Ruling every breath of my night.. With music of her infectious zest! Eyes of my heart.. Stay glued to the doorway.. Breathlessly weaving dreams.. Throbbing with foot-steps of my beloved! Every beat of
