Thursday, 4 September 2014

Metamorphosis







Her refined words
Sway in her walk
Her playfulness
Her calming fragrance
Her soulful touch
Her cuckoo's voice
Around her the noise 
Came to standstill

The new life bloomed
She vivified with elation
Her touch become sacred
Her voice sing the same song
Adorned the same fragrance
she played, played with  one
And she heard the one

From a cheerful damsel
To a devoted  soul
She turns into a new leaf
She assumes a new role
She flies  high and above
As  she falls in Love

Freespirit Juneja

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