Beyond the reach, he stood like a rainbow.
Hidden amidst the niche, inside a white window.
And I stared at him, while he called upon me.
My insides screamed, for the colors in thee.
Then the night rebelled, against the stars.
My heart was welded, by thundering scars.
The flashes of light flickered, as he smiled.
Love rained that night, in the heart, he beguiled.
As the rain receded, clear became the view.
The window was evaded, and he left no clue.
~Rushikesh.Writes
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SEASONAL LOVE- A POEM COLLECTION
PoetryThis collection of my poems is inspired by the love felt during different seasons with different people. I am a big time pluviophile and love "winter is coming!". I find myself at peace when it rains and snows. It enables me to pen poems and bring b...
