With my eyes, half closed,
I waited for the dawn
A pearl sparkled in the corner
As the first ray of the rising sun
Touched my lashes
It blessed me with a vision of
A dozen rainbows
And glittering butterflies..
And filled my breathless being
With pulsating sighs....!
In a glass dish
Well placed in a room
Lay some dried flowers
Spreading the fragrance
Borrowed from a bottle of perfume.....
Indeed a crazy morning
It had been!
But insanity is my flavour!
It still rules my mind..
I waited for the dawn
A pearl sparkled in the corner
As the first ray of the rising sun
Touched my lashes
It blessed me with a vision of
A dozen rainbows
And glittering butterflies..
And filled my breathless being
With pulsating sighs....!
In a glass dish
Well placed in a room
Lay some dried flowers
Spreading the fragrance
Borrowed from a bottle of perfume.....
Indeed a crazy morning
It had been!
But insanity is my flavour!
It still rules my mind..
~~payal~~
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"But Insanity is my flavour ( I gladly notice you prefer the purity in spelling) it still rules my mind "
ReplyDeleteOne can say "Still" when one is incapable to be Insane ,but you do beieve as a Romantic poet ...Insanity is a virtue,Payal
Dont You ??
:)
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