Divine Silhouette

An enchantress bathes in fresh dew

Shrugging off night’s fatigue as tender rays

She is a sunflower bloomed in morning grace

like a danseuse’s charm in poised posture.

Her smirk conceals on the curve of her lips

Her innocence spilling freshness of dew

She spreads sweet vernal perfume around.

Her laugh is enigmatic and echoes windstorm

It travels whole world and fades eventually

in the distance as rippling ripples of mystery.

She sings melodies in nightingale’s cadence

Spring chases her like an ecstatic lover

She is a paradise found in vagabond’s dream.

Her fingers long and tender as creeper

Her touch exudes elixir and heals wounded in hush

Compassion of ocean concealed in her eyes

Her emotions mirrored and poured as monsoon rain.

Barren heart gets fertile by solaced wetness of her love

She is an epitome, a living enigma of eternity

who lives as an exemplary in the bubbles of moment.

Her raiment pristine glow of moonlight resonates

and camouflage darkness from the clouds of night.

She is a divine silhouette, a perpetual fantasy,

poetry of a poet, who reigns in the hearts forever.

© Maaya Dev

Author's Note

Healthy reviews/critisisms aee welcomed.