the ornamental rhyme


The ornamental corridors
of an ancient palace,
witness the elegant sway of
an embroidered golden veil.

Ah! she forgets to hook it
to her waist
and
dances in air on the wondrous call
of the peacocks singing under the blue…
They must hath seen the greyish tinge
…announcing the arrival of
a drizzling scene…

she hurriedly … leaves behind
an incomplete verse
a half note
on sitar
she’s half decked,
her black locks falling like the
ocean waves, behind her neck…

The bottle awaits
for the quill to get dipped in
ink of love
and
the papyrus stares
when will the wondrous words emerge…

The mizzle drenches
beauteous creation
magnificence of
which strikes an awesome glare
fallen drops
rhyme
while they slide down the
dancing figurine !

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