the skies turned

purple to pink

the lilies rushed

from buds to blooms

the pale winds

gathered words

whispered love

in the ears

of bereaving dawns

everywhere was lively

everything was gay

when I stopped waiting

new dreams

found their way

under my roof

in its dark dark room

and lit was the heart

that had longed

to smile

to breathe


Happy reading till we meet next.

Until then, carpe diem! 🙂


© Asha Seth

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