Amidst all the cacophony of bustling city,
Amidst all the chaos of a eccentric rat race,
I discovered a melody of Eden in you.

Your smile melted in my soul like fresh butter in sun
It soothed me like ice over wounds
When life was humdrum and decrepit
Your voice ushered a lyrical melody
And nourished my deceased heart.

You are magic
You are the food that soul craves for
You are the last song
You are the unfinished poetry
You are the pressed flower between the leaves of my book - both languid and beautiful.

1 comment

  • “You are the unfinished poetry” Wow. ❤️
    I literally got goosebumps when I read that line.

    Neenv Raju Akunuri

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