Vishw Deepak Jain is a student at Institute of Chartered Accountants of India (ICAI).

The wind is airing under the mistress of the saffron heaven, bringing me the drops of rain that downfalls me in love of thine.

Struggles my ki with time like a prisoner in dungeon, longing to see the mask in my memories so divine.

My life far from the maiden crowd, your look changed that vista in an instant and took all of my prejudice and proud.

Like a beauty in the suburban of the middle east, Worshiped in flesh as goddess of Indian feast.

You walk in beauty in dusk of cloudless climes and nimbus skies, and all that's best of dark and bright meet in your hands and eyes.

Oh beloved like a fortune i can't afford to loose, fades all my desires in way to choose.

And at all if anything outstand, there's nothig our love can't withstand.

© 2018 Vishw Deepak Jain

Comments

Omkar on August 30, 2020:

worth reading lyric

Pankaj Mangal on February 11, 2020:

Enjoyed Reading

Upendra singh on September 02, 2019:

Master piece and worth reading

Tanu on August 01, 2019:

Worth reading

Sachin jain on June 14, 2019:

It's a real life based poem which gave me a feeling of my childhood

Ravi Taraulia on March 26, 2019:

Nice!!!

Abhishek Yadav on November 06, 2018:

Highly lyrical and melodious

Amit sharma on October 28, 2018:

Nice and excelling!!!

Prof V K Jain on October 26, 2018:

The poem is not only highly lyrical but also metaphorical