We all have vivid imaginations. There is our own world of thoughts that we live in sometimes. This is my imagination of a beautiful woman whose aura has left me speechless. The divinity which I found in her. The woman who is facing a lot in life and hiding all her tears under her veil. So come along-with me to get to know more about her and her beauty.
Under the SKY, I heard that sigh
Green lying moss and a LADY nearby
Wet with TEARS and a low lying face
Shady EYES like following her grave
What a DIVINE beauty in her I witnessed
Her ENIGMATIC look in a minute I discovered.
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So SEDULOUS in her act but still in her something was seething
Her SLOVENLY hair and disheveled feelings
What’s SPECIAL about her is still a question
So divine and SERENE and a quiet contemplation.
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With a ZEPHYR like sheer she is wearing heart on her sleeve
As all she was waiting for was this EVE.
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Merging a fake SMILE with her real tears
Her mesmeric GAZE and a searching glare
To know her SECRET was a real hunt to make
I guess she was giving herself a BREAK.
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A SPARK of a recusant in her rained
Looking like she was RECUPERATING herself again.
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A loud burst of a pick me up feel came to her lips and FLICKERED her eyes
Her laugh and her pain her FIERY strain made it difficult to describing her
Going to her and asking for a reason seemed to me like PESTERING her.
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Her PUERILE act was not at all inane and there was a wild sign of sorrow
So deep in her thoughts she looked BEMUSED as if there was no tomorrow.
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Coping up with her tears & managing her CREASE
She GARNISHED her lips with a smile and tucked the hair behind her ears
Under her VEIL she hid her face
It was evident that she was moving again into the fake world with a GLACE.
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I kept my gaze till I lost her SIGHT
Like I was waiting for some GIVE-AWAY from her
Least I could decipher the riddles that she MAZED
It seemed to me that a DEAD PAN turned into life for a while and turned back into the dead pan again.
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A poem by
Garima Dixit
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