Sunday, 24 December 2017

For a bride in her trousseau


It is hard to imagine
that so much more beauty lies hidden in everyday you,
But, then, the fault lies with imagination,
Which needs to be on a high of either love or longing
to see beauty,
For, a flower is a flower in any season
But it is the spring time of desires
that makes it bloom...
In the eyes of the beholder.

-Pulastya

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