How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.

Skipping those Beats

Author: Sathya / Labels:

I could peek the other way
Fine-tuned to every word you say
Secret smiles and a blind sway
Dwindle by dozens
Multiply by millions
But I would peek the other way
Fine-tuned to every word you say

4 comments:

Suhasini Srihari said...

I would peek the other way
Fine-tuned to every word you say
Ecstatically enjoying those words
As one drops after another
But I would peek the other way
Fine-tuned to every word you say

Sathya said...

That is sweet, my love, my beautiful lady!

Chandra said...

Words you play.
On day and time
Number and senses

Deemed or explicit thought,
Every word is but an emotional coaster
Ranges in thoughts and in hues of you,
Some remain and some are renewed in all including black and blue

WONDERS if these are YES and TRUE

Sathya said...

You have robbed me of words, for your words weave beautiful poetry!

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