Autmnal Equinox Poem by Somendra Gaur

Vernal equinox or the flip of her hair,
I'm still confused,
Her reflection in the pond,
In between the unparallel mountains,
was mångata;

She could feel, read and write the chirality in me,
Her eyes were a sky of unseen stars,
As if oxygen needed her,
Her face spoke a godly language,
She made stars (people) around her shine,
I was her Venus,
Could be seen in her evenings & mornings
not only her nights;

'Sea of Tranquility' lied in her eyes,
Spiral galaxies could be defined as her curls,
On our dates.
Keeping all my guards down
Mollycoddling her;

Singing her praises to a hedgerow,
Wise men always let-go.