And I Fell For Her.... Poem by Abhisumat Singh

She descends down the ruined stairs
of the moon, and into a lake she vanishes,
increasing its beauty and sowing in love.

........so full with charm, with sensuality,
and with an appealing glitter of face which
arouses the soul.

Her gravity causes the trees to dance, the
water tides to swirl and the clouds to
loosen their ambrosia on the earth.

She seduces the surroundings with her
coyness, making the creator blush, and
gaze with amusement at what He
had created.

Everyday, everytime she trespasses the
property of my soul....And slowly with
the passage of time, her mischiefs
stole something from me ~ something
unseen.