Mistress of mysteries

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Emotional flux holds mysteries in its womb and has gnarled enumerous relations to make histories and stories. We meet different people in our lives with different attitude and paint. But there is one creed that has all possible and prodigious varieties of portrayal: Creed of woman. Often termed as mistress of mystery and face of fiction by the people who have read and looked into them. And the shades of feminism strikes different colors in the lives of people.

 

 

Bewitched by the feign of shy,

A lady dainty with sky blue eyes.

Looking from behind her veil

That made her a moon of dark night.

 

Raunchy, painted and enticing face.

A lady undaunted with a hidden grace.

Chasing the shadows of impostors

That made her an end to every maze.

 

A fleer and a wink with a half curve smile.

The wisps of her hair making her fragile.

Had I missed her lips in touch

While the angel walked down the aisle.

 

Caress of her company I gain

To breathe my dreams and drink my pain,

A non-chalant stands up for me

Like an elixir of every bane.

 

A fiction hangs on her delicacy,

To see unseen like a prophecy.

A philosopher in the form of a human

Is to carry on life-time legacy.

 

A gamut of shades ushers in

The mind that has seen women umpteen.

Everyone with a different node

But the same feint of being feminine.

Author's Note

Just tried to complete the collage by collating the pieces of women.........................

Reviews

[Warren L.G De Mills]

Nice! that was amazing. You have a great talent for poetry!

[Sagar Waingankar]

Fictional! Allow to breathe!

[Arielle Ann]

you brought the facets of a woman alive....the deepest secrets deeper than the deepest ocean lies in her eyes....the collage reflects that well...however hard we try we are always less in explaining her complexities....excellent work!