When your silky, black-berry hair turns
jute-like white
When your smooth, buttery skin is not so
temptingly tight
When your fake, lustful drones are not
at your seeking, dim sight
I will still be around you to light your
dark path as a Polestar bright!
When the radiant noon of your youth is at
the threshhold of twillight
When the silvery sheen of your soft
smile is fallen as a wind blown kite
When the buoyant bloom of your
bewitching beauty miserably drops frayed
I will still be around you in your life’s
desolate valley along with you to tread!
When your rampant present popularity is
almost a forgotten tale of the past
When your impressive vigour is almost
spent, vivacity can’t any longer last
When your avid, staunch and mad devotees
lose their fervour and alacrity
I will still be around you to hug you
with the same warmth, inensity and pity!
Yes, the bouquet of my sincere love will
still ceaselessly smell then the same
For, I love not your black hair but your
soul, the ever unsoil’d and shining Gem!
GLOSSARY:
* sheen – shine
* buoyant – cheerful
* bewitching – charming
* frayed – worn/faded
* desolate – deserted/ isolated
* rampant – widespread
* vivacity – liveliness
* any longer last – continue any longer
* avid – passionate
* staunch – firm, constant, zealous
* fervour – strong feeling
* alacrity – enthusiasm
* bouquet – a bunch of flowers
©Shankar D Mishra Posted on my blog on 07.09.2017
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Good evening ♥️
ReplyDeleteTq Sir
DeleteVery sentimental
ReplyDeleteBeautifully penned
I love this poem
Gratitude dear Sir for Yr comment.
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