sekharan pookkat


My Gift - Poem by sekharan pookkat

Backwaters whispered in my ears
A song of lust, love and lustrous
Palm leaves repeated the lines
To exchange a gift for my Princess

She was moving with her friends
Towards the holy altar
In a chariot of ivory
To show her beauty and majesty.

Her heyday of youth
Made my old lyre active
And played the primordial symphony
To prove my utter poorness

Backwaters whispered in my ears
The ring finger should not be empty
On the eve of rendezvous
And remembered for ever.

We yelled on her arrival at the holy daises
And stood for a moment and exchanged a ring
Half gold and half silver
As a token of my love and fondness.

Mountains smiled slightly pouring snow
Dale hugged in surprise with flowers
Sky screened in blue with rainbow
Wind embarrassed me slightly and tightly


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For a friendship day

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, August 23, 2013


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