Laying in the meadow
Covered with orchids
Dressed in whites with a
Golden tiara overhead.
Her hair sways to side
Revealing her shoulders
Her eyes filled with light
As I crouch to click photos wide.
Her generosity and pure
Goodness
Makes her no less than a
Goddess.
Every day I woke up to
See her face.
Thanks to God for making
Our case.
~AshishK
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The Long Road To Home
PoetryA collection of 50 poems composed by me, aka Ashish Khare. These are the ones I wrote during lockdown. Here, I talk about feelings like loneliness, incomplete love and even patriotism. Give these a read!
