REFLECTION OF LOVE

Beautiful things,

Moving in spirit of dream,

Are needful to loving persons,

As if window gives entry

To the vision of flower,

Whose beauty is true,

In real belongings, and in dream, too,

And love is like wakeful singing,

Into mind, and kissing is a term of living,

And it takes time to know love.

If something is slipping away,

It is the mind that swings in vision,

And a look into flowering appearance

Will bring beauty of love,

Every touch will bring peace,

Over body and mind,

And everyone will learn,

Love is an essence, and

Nothing is missing in its presence. 

Picture Credit: Malabika Bhowmick, Kolkata 

Short Story Slam Week 24: Life Behind The Corners of Your Smiles!: WINTER

Photo #1: Winter

Whispering in ears,

Winter-speech of the seasons, sweet and harmony,

That will bring singing.

Both enjoying details,

Sitting on ice flowing, glittering white clustering,

Spectacle of designs.

They sit in coats,

Falling snow makes beauty sermon,

Winter captures loving dawn.