Striving for Survival

Ageing

Peace is in hands of love

Midnight Confession!

Words unsaid and unheard
Echo loudly in my swollen heart.
Soaked in fragrance of love,
As the aesthetic emotions rebound
I felt like Princess wearing the crown.
The time still trigger in my head
Stumbled in the mind’s cobweb,
Thou ushers me towards imaginery land,
To breathe the song of tranquil band!
Indepth of shallowness;
Like cute creature uprises on sea chest
As the coy bird ready to sneak out from its nest
Thou imbibed in pool of emotions,
Flushing every latent motions
I drank every sip of love portions.
Served by my soulmate who called it a confession!
The day still restore that numbness;
The night brimmed with tenderness
Balancing those phrases in perfect sequence.