#hairclips
They were three,
Playing with her hair in a spree,
Clasping a handsome tuft in her hand
She left off her hair-band,
Suddenly she broke one’s solitude
And let him into her glossy hood.
There was none,
to inhibit there union
for they epitomized joy
On a face that seemed so coy.
The gazing eyelids cherished
As she let her left-outs loose,
She was cruel to not let a few
Merge with them on a truce.
Again and again, her locks fell,
their failure to entangle the fallen
striking them insane.
They only drest her braid,
Pained to see, her dangling locks
Kiss her forehead.
For on a lyrical note,
They redefined beauty
Letting not her flawless exuberance
Being curtailed to brevity.
A rhythm so ambrosial
was ne’er to be found,
for it was divine symphony
simply all around !!!
--- Shubham Roy
Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 3:59 AM UTC