Wednesday, November 15, 2017

Falling hairs

Falling hairs

In the falling hairs her shy glaze
land on the face so lie with grace

they rolling by touching cheek
feather murmur as they speak

bowed eyelashes why so abashed
sun rays peep through golden hairs

cultural behaviour in your character
as if taught from home elder

beauty only has born from you
charm is spread only from you

mind fell crazy beyond my reach
heart cursing not in my crease

Oh my whisper please you utter
with lips of heart " Love You " murmur

Let emotion nap on dream's cushion
with sigh you kiss mirage vision