Friday, June 30, 2017


What dreams were hidden in those kohled eyes,
As she raised her dark eyes to his warm ones.
Even now she smiles as she talks to friends,
Or listens carefully to those words round her.

For in a moment of intense silence she forgot,
Whatever that she was before, in one embrace,
Never to be the same again before anyone,
Who knew her before as the chirpy chatterbox.

Now her days are spent in dreaming about him,
From that moment when their souls had mingled,
In a sweet ethereal melody beyond any words,
And the secret pleasures that togetherness brings.

She speaks not to her friends like she used to;
But dreamily lifts her eyes and smiles in silence.


Anonymous said...

Exquisite.......sounds magical.

കൊച്ചു മുതലാളി said...

Who is this 'she'? (Or is this composition telling about your?)

MS JOY said...

It's not about me. I have been watching somebody who got recently married...:-)a sea-change in nature!

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