It was a tussle of scents that lingered,
Either wouldn't give up
An impression made in space
That he had been and gone
The trace of a certain perfume
Like a windchime whisper
Like your heart in a riddle
Like a printed trail of two
Like a territory marked
Like a bewildering maze of emotions.
Lost.
Like the whole world forsaken,
Like kissed and taken.
Either wouldn't give up
An impression made in space
That he had been and gone
The trace of a certain perfume
Like a windchime whisper
Like your heart in a riddle
Like a printed trail of two
Like a territory marked
Like a bewildering maze of emotions.
Lost.
Like the whole world forsaken,
Like kissed and taken.
tussle of scents: says so much those three words.
ReplyDeletewindchime whisper... subtle can be amazing :)
so, you found a guy?
p.s. the words are so perfect i cant help believing them.
@Raj: Thank you! :D.
ReplyDeleteWell, what can I say? FICTION- Makes you write.
beautifully written Greeshma! :)
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ReplyDeleteVery well written
ReplyDeleteSourabh: Thanks so much! :) You're so motivating every single time.
ReplyDeleteHari Kishan: Thank you, much appreciated! :)