He stood outside with a smile
& a bouquet of flowers in his hands.
She was over the moon
Her eyes brimmed with tears of joy.
She whispered softly to herself,
My heart will only beat for you
For the rest of my life.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
A Breezy Love
A beautiful face.
A gentle breeze.
Lightly kissed her cheek.
Then covered her blush
By blowing her soft curls
Over her face.
Mrs. Weatherbee..
Mrs. Long Weatherbee,
While rummaging through her old closet
Found her good-old pink lingerie.
With a smile on her face
Along came good-old memories.
In her teens, Mrs. Weatherbee,
Had stolen glances from nearly-naked chiseled boys
Girls ridiculed her, many laughed at her stupidity.
“Oh, how silly of me to wear this pink lingerie to the beach!”
To escape the humiliation,
Mrs. Weatherbee had dived into the sea.
She swam long and hard,
Suddenly the currents became strong.
Pulling her deeper into the sea.
That’s when she met the man of her dreams.
Mr. Weatherbee,
Saved Mrs. Weatherbee from drowning
& instantly fell in love with her in the sea.
Now, they’ve been married for many years.
But Mrs. Weatherbee still holds on
To her good-old pink lingerie
With all its bittersweet memories.
Forgotten
Abandoned house.
A drop of water trickled
Down a rusty tap.
Temperatures dropped.
Pitter-pattering rain.
Turned into tiny beads of snow.
Tapping gently on my window.
It’s all hazy.
A heaviness inside my mind.
I tried to overcome the feeling with a smile.
Smile turned into a tear.
Sleep lingered on her eyelids
He carried her in his arms
And tucked her into bed.
Symmetrical ripples
In the grey cloudy sky
A lone bird swam across it.
Little Encounters of Love
At the cafe, we both reached out at once towards the cup of coffee placed at the counter. Our hands stopped midway, she turned and looked at me.
Our eyes locked for.. one second, two seconds, three seconds..
She quickly blinked and looked away.
I apologized and said, “Please, go ahead.”
She hesitated while reaching for the coffee.
So I said, “It’s fine, I am in no hurry.”
She lifted the cup, turned towards me again, looked into my eyes and gave me a smile.
I felt my heart stop.
She said, thank you and walked away.
Just a Book?
From the outside it might just be another book.
On the inside there’s a whole new world.
& in those words I belong.
Nuraine Sadaf 