Minati Pradhan
Feb 7th
A bunch of red roses,
Smeared in love,
Fragranced petals, leaves, even thorns
You handed over a token of your love.
An emotion stirred.
.
Feb 8th
The straight look into my pupils
To express your feelings
Mesmerised me, touching the core.
A fact faced.
.
Feb 9th
My awestruck silence,
Mistaken as denial
To make the bond special
We took the bite from
The same side of a dark fantasy
A thought crept in.
.
Feb 10th
My touch on its soft fur
Made me miss you
More often than my thought
A feeling emphasized.
.
Feb 11th
A promise to walk hand in hand
Through the thick and thin
To the end of the horizon
Till death does us apart.
.
Feb 12th
The comfort of a hug
Arms around each other
And merging into your being
An observation shared.
.
Feb 13th
The shivering lips
Dipped in love
An enigma solved.
.
Feb 14th
A journey had started
You and me eternally together
To celebrate each day
As a love day dedicated.
*****
Lovely promise for future . Nicely penned
Thanks for reading and for the comments.
Looks a beautiful start to a forever affair. Nice one.
Thank you for reading.
Thank you for reading.
Beautifully written, Minati. Love how you’ve segmented the poem with dates. <3
Thank you for your appreciation, dear Moonmoon!
Very refreshing thoughts.
Thanks for your time and for the comments.
It is written in an absolute diary form, lovely Minati.
Pardon my ignorance- is it “a journey has started?”
‘Had’ would indicate that the journey is over. Hope you don’t mind.
Regards.
Tins is so beautiful 😍
Thank you, Sonali, for your kind words.
Thank you, Mumtaz for your kind words.
Yes, you are right, “has” would be more appropriate. Thanks, again.