Like the hues of the morning glow,
Like the lucent sunshine thru the door
Like the evening breeze that flows
He blossomed in her heart like a cupid rose.

Like a crazy hailstorm the day before
Like the whirlwind that left her wounds so sore
Like the waves of the oceans kissing the shores
He left her breathless wanting a bit more

Like the way, nature spins its web
Like the way a magician casts its spell
Like the karma destines a heaven or hell
He tugged at her strings, how, she could never tell

Like the fragrance of the lavender that swayed,
Like the early morning tea she craved…
Like the shallows that echoed a few unheard things
His shadow stalked her, whispering sweet nothings

Love is but an illusion or is it to stay?
Is it a cruel frolic of destinies or a beautiful life play
Can it be leashed, can it be banished?
Can it be helped, judged, can it just vanish?
Who knows, who are we to say…
Let it flow, let it grow, let it stay…


Bharti Girdhar