Chiseled features,
Locks of hair,
Dimpled chin,
Oblique lips
Smile of care,
Fragrance around,
Aura behind,
Dressed with flair,
Gently she came,
Politely she went,
Asked for no favour,
Lo ! Bundle of beauty,
I am unbundling ,
Her in my screams,
Was she a breez,
Or a rising star,
A girl of dreams .
"Neighbour's envy owner's pride."
(she never returned ever.)
No doubt u have good imaginative powers... It's a beautiful sonnet u hv written, I wud say... Which seems to be an exploration of a memory of a meeting or perhaps only few meetings of a person and a girl he met possibly some time ago,
ReplyDeleteAlthough the poem doesn’t explicitly say so but it seems there was or is parting written in their fate..
Also u have fine-detailed the image of that girl..from her features to her aura n her swag so minutely observed by that person that perhaps remained or will remain in his mind forever...
And She never returned ever!