by Sharvari GC
A beatific smile escapes my lips,
Conquering all my doubts,
And in ecstasy I live knowing…
I’m the painter of my world,
Mystery is a facade of fun,
Tribulation, a conscious cloak.
Unseen, unbounded,fathomless fantasies,
Are I weaving in all planes,
Master of play and ploy!
Once a blossoming bud, then dying dirt,
As a nagging wife and blushing bride,
In all I pervade and prevail.
Last updated April 05, 2016