Monday, 1 June 2015

Call Me a Tourist

I come from a land
where beauty grows,
I got you a twin, a rose
for you ooze same fragrance.

I have also been to lands
where bodies glitter,
I got you a twin, the sun
for you bear same brilliance.

You've touched my heart
with your silent words
I turn and twist totally
to all that your beauty affords.

You bear a uniqueness
In the way you dance to life's beats
I admire such a noisy quietness
That makes fate submit to your feet.

I'll shut down my own book
if a day comes without a line from you
For your beauty lies not only on your look
But on the way you do the things you do.

I call you Divy,
my stubborn poetess
Someone I'll forever cherish
For I know, our flow is endless.

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