You're beautiful.
The kohl lining your lids,
The pink popping the color
On your lips, your teardrop
Earrings clinking with every step,
Your forever present stone studded
Bracelet, not one of it begins to prove
How. You are beautiful.
For every night that you enter home
Smiling after a long day at work,
Toiling further, putting mum to sleep,
Tucking her in safely,
You carry your troubles in the
Concave of your saffron dupatta,
Well hidden from plain sight
Your smile, gosh, your smile,
Is enough to bring rains to
A much needed draught
You, my love, are beautiful
Which is why if I were ever a
Ray of sunshine, I'd shine infinitely
Upon you, I'd be the fairy dust
To the glitter you so easily
Effuse
YOU ARE READING
Echo of Thoughts
PoetryPoetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that hurt. It is a matter of life not just a matter of language... Breathe in experience, breathe out poetry....
