with love~

As vernal colors ebb to tasteless trance,
they paint pale songs on silvered glass of time,
she sees them orchestrate wild rain to dance
in fluid loops, nirvana cries sublime.
 
The idle rills flow full with pastel love,
cold crests breathe secrets in the satin air
in black, the skies long wrote her fate above-
eyes limpid stare, forgetting twinkle fair.
 
But know in their warm shadows Aegle treads
from their slow fading glow, of life She drinks
for her, they wash all morns with crimson reds
and pollen tawny tint of amber pinks.
 
Of fallen petals: they have left their sign
she’ll blossom fresh, their promises enshrine.
 
(English/Shakespearean sonnet; rhyming scheme abab cdcd efef gg; iambic pentameter)
 
1. Aegle: In Greek mythology, goddess of radiant good health
 
©Mohana Das
 
 
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29 thoughts on “with love~

  1. The imagery in a line with ten syllables is never an easy job. And to go on at the same pace with dense imagery line after line calls for an applause! 🙂

  2. I love this sonnet.. a journey from spring, to monsoon, to winter’s chill and warm shadows.. and then an expectancy to welcome spring once again. Beautifully written, Mohana.

  3. “Of fallen petals: they have left their sign
    she’ll blossom fresh, their promises enshrine.”

    This gives me a sense of hope, love and tenderness. Beautiful.

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