Spring flowers, blue skies, her sources of joy.
8-Word Stories #6
Tag: flowers
Let’s take a walk in Jenkins
Flowery
If you often find yourself lost in thoughts
Let them all be flowery.
Why give room to the dark and dreary.
She found a stem
with a tiny red bud
Fallen on the ground.
She took it home
Placed it in a glass of water.
Next morning,
She sipped her coffee with a smile
A gorgeous full-blown rose was by her side.
Orange & Purple Love
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!
My Mother’s Perfume
She smiled in the mirror
while braiding her hair
with fair daisies.
She pinned them tightly
then draped on her
Rosy-pink saree like in 1980s.
Her face gleamed with joy
The kohl in her doe-eyes
Was a reason to many broken-hearted cries.
The pink lily talcum perfumed her cheeks
I look at her fondly
as Amma walks past me
like a summer breeze.
Jasmine
Day 55
Perfumed glowing light,
Spreading fragrance in the air.
Jasmine, in my abode.
I deeply inhale.
To catch a whiff of your aroma.
You stir up my senses.
So I close my eyes and revel
In your sweet perfumed embrace.
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