Thursday, May 14, 2015

Miracle Happens


Because of you, miracle happens,
the sepia-hued rose within my diary,
spreads a vintage incense as spiry.
each time, the passion deepens.

Because of you, miracle happens,
the notorious pigeon on the attic,
coos like a melodramatic,
each time, the song softens.


Because of you, miracle happens,

the purity preserved within my core,
flows across the center till the shore, 
each time, the waves ascends.

Because of you, miracle happens,
the diya flame dances in the sacred place,
flickers for no reason, with a grace,
each time, the flashback brightens.




2 comments:

hardik shrivastava said...

Because of you, miracle happens
each time thy writings awakens,
makes an ecstatic path accross the heart and soul,blows up the mood to dizzying heights In furtherance...

Aakriti said...

A perfect continuation! ;) Thanks a lot.