Molten glass molded Into a perfect circle,
Tinted with the shades of twilight;
- Lustrous lilac, blushing pink and pastel purple -
Embellished with shimmering stars, stolen from 
 the night

I gently slide them on my fragile wrist
reminiscing what he had once promised;
Like the roundness of these graceful bangles,
His love for me shall remain endless

They've heard me pray to the
Almighty
they've been kissed by the tears I've cried
Their clinking and jingling have always soothed
me
calling out his name when my eyes had dried.

A girls best friend may be diamonds
mine are these precious bangles
They've been the voice of my silent lips
And twirled at the touch of my fingertips
Sitting in a bangle box, waiting for me patiently
*They will greet me again, merrily.

Do you remember those summer noon times when the sun painted the world with shades of warm butterscotch. We sat stringing daisies together; like unbroken chains of our conversations - that lasted till sunset -

Swirling candy floss clouds, dissolved; leaving hues of soft pink that fused with the periwinkle sky. We'd walk home marvelling at nature's tie and dye.

After all these years you've drifted away like wisps of floating clouds; But the warm colour of your friendship has splashed itself onto the canvas of my memories

..and I will always remember those vibrant summer days that I spent sitting by your side.

...Delicate daisies
bathe in crystalline dewdrops
Preparing for dawn...

Carried by the wind
A hundred floating wishes
-*Paragliding

Dreamers can never be caged, you see;
their dreams become wings which set them free.

Her unspoken thoughts
Are like flittering fireflies
Trapped in a glass jar

Silence rippled through time; In those few heartbeats, I was content.

He is her starlight on a dark night...
He's a glimmer of hope in a hopeless world.

Golden Sunflower
Always looks at the bright side
Kissed by the sunlight

..She tried to find herself
in places that didn't exist..

Snowflakes are fragile feathers pouring out from pillows of the sky, falling elegantly, ever so silently, resting on the cushioned flooring.
Icy wind breathes over frosted tops of Evergreen trees, powdery crystals fall onto My lashes, forgotten moments begin to appear in flashes;
As laughter echoes from every corner, the cool air starts feeling warmer, I remember the times I spent in winter playing carelessly, without any worries, twirling merrily, Like the flurries of snow. 
Delicate flakes dissolve as they kiss my face; soon these memories will also evanesce. Life is brief like a snowy day; So be grateful and enjoy every day!