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Tiny droplets shine and jostle, Windy night

Whishpers’oft, as the light flickers, to tease….

a smile,

from the tumult of your eyes, like the smell

of clove, in a strepitous bazaar.

Tiny droplets shine and jostle, Aureate dawn

recreant darkness, as the flowers bloom, to steal….

a smile,

from your saturnine heart, like the scarlet blush

of nymph, in a sequestered hallway.

Tiny droplets shine and jostle, Clarion noon

drowsy mute, as the bee buzz, to squeeze….

a smile,

from your sanguine soul, like the anxious wait

of bride, in a tranquil aisle.

Tiny droplet shine and jostle, mawkish dusk

marching seas, as the birds nest, to nudge….

a smile,

from your crimson lips, like the yearning song

of canary, in a hermetic wood.

 
Tiny droplets shine and Jostle,  
windy night Whishpers’oft…………….                      

                                                 
sunil varma
(This is an old blog….which i had deleated by mistake i am re uploading it. So all those who have read it before i hope you like it again.)

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