Are you going to where the sun sets ?
( blush of crimson oranges and lime )
Are you going there to chase the rains ?
( palette of seven colors from a pot of gold )
Are you riding on camel back to the sea ?
( Remember me if you ever go there )
It's where you go when you grow older .
It's where you lose those round cheeks of yours
(among a crumpled tissue of wrinkles )
a sea of glinting spotless eyes to drown
( out the depths of black sea under your hood )
it's there beyond the hill of the moon
( a blanket of clouds for your coral eyes )
Remember to never forget to put on a smile
( soft spoken words of a shy headscarf )
because it's then that the sun grows jealous
( a fountain of lengthened words )
of this nomad girl lost in a crowd
( blown away to desert sands )
of candles & wishes & texts to add her a year
( from back water lagoons )
Author's Note : Written on the occasion of _Senorita__ for her birthday . If you haven't checked her out go give her a follow .
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Reverie
PoetryA collection of poems. It had reached #1 in #stair out of 55 stories and had been maintaining it since then till 09/09/19.
