And numb …under the orchid
I had awaited your steps since dawn
here you return …when the sun is about to set
When forgotten are promises
Lost are desires ,buried under the soil
The urge has vanished
and I motionless & still
stare at you…
The sun sets with a dab of crimson. It was all scarlet like my blood.
©Soumya
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A piece of absolute beauty that captures the senses and drenching in the words, Soumya.
Thank you very much Vishal
Beautiful, Soumya!
Thanks a lot ! good to see u here