autumn was high-
the streets festive
decked like a new bride

you wore yellow
the leaves were hearts overhead;
sunshine in your steps

and twinkling smiles

my breath hung somewhere
inbetween time, trembling till
our warm eyes kissed

i call it a new birth-
my first time: falling in love

©Mohana Das

Linked to D’verse Poetics


19 thoughts on “10/10

  1. Beautifully penned. I love the way you chose the objects in the poem, hearts, smiles, breath, eyes, kiss, birth, love. Great progression of symbolic objects throughout. Thanks for sharing tonight

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