Poetry

The palace I built
in my heart
Hones our liaison
in silence
Soaring my sacred
solicitude
Which can’t wither
forever
Touched by its tenderness
time flies off
Treasuring my soul with
pleasures precious

Seeds of your silence
have sown
Saplings of tremendous
florescence
Immersing me in your
thoughts beautiful
Inundating myself in your silence
craving bountiful delectation
has become my passionate profession….

Eyes mine as a castle
hold you as their knight
honouring you highly
as their task mighty
Only since they held you
they knew shining bright
illuminating my life bland!

Aaha! Lips those dreary
dance in shy delightfully
now, on finding
your name on them
They bashfully declare you
as their dearest mate

Worried are those words
whose dearth isn’t cared
Sentences slipped off from
our communication
Envied the silence which
commutes between us
Speechless silence isn’t
deafening when
devoted heart becomes
palace of memories memorable!

Raji❤