Numerous are her shades. She is an enigma that takes ages to unfold. You have to be patient to learn all that she withholds because once she unleashes her various hues, you will be left yearning for more and more.
I had a strange dream last night,
It was daytime,
I stood at my gate,
As you rounded the corner towards my place,
Bag in hand, you looked at me,
Oh! your charming smile had me hooked
all over again,
My heart fluttered as my eyes lowered,
Trying to hide the warm blushes,
There were emotions indescribable,
As I felt the warmth,
I hadn’t felt in ages,
My heart was where it belonged,
As my soul walked towards me,
I knew my wait was at an end,
I was complete,
I was home.
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“Because my heart may belong to my hometown but yoU own my very soul. I knew it was yours to belong from the moment I first set eyes on you. – VRa”
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Note: My name starts with V and the person who inspired this their name starts with U. So the initials UV, yoU- VVe.
I seemed to be third wheeling between the two of them when Alex remembered my presence.
“So, Vessa, still a Manizer, eh? That’s what they call you, don’t they?”
“Yeah, they do. What can I do about that?”
“Really? Why exactly do they say that?” Trish piped in, genuinely interested.
“Well let’s just say a quarter of a century of casualties or if you might call them that then, Relationships (though I don’t).”
“WHAT? Really? 25?” she looked flabbergasted.
“Yeahhhh…” I said.
“So who is the next prey? Eh?” Alex asked.
“They weren’t really “preys”! And well I am just not interested in playing around anymore.”
Alex stared at me long and hard. Trish looked at the expression in his eyes and I could feel that she certainty wasn’t happy.
“STOP staring at me! It looks creepy.”
“Well. Sorry. You just sound different in a very nice way.”
I looked at Trish with a side eye and groaned inwardly. I did NOT want Alex staring at me, I wished to tell her that. I started fidgeting with my phone. I wasn’t interested in Alex and I wanted to put her at ease so I made the excuse that I had some work, picked up my stuff, said my goodbyes and started to leave. Alex wanted to accompany me outside but I stopped him. I did not want things to get more awkward than they already were. I looked at Alex like, how could he be so dumb as to not realize the tension in the atmosphere and that made me wonder whether he was just stupid or simply slow in picking up the vibes.
So I am finally ready to spread my wings and Fly. I have decided to follow my passion and write a book. From today onwards I will be sharing Quotes and Excerpts from it everyday.
I am not a regular on the platform yet you all have read my works and supported them which has motivated me to follow my dream.
I hope you all will read the excerpts and keep supporting me as always!! (And also read the book when it arrives. Haha!) Thank ing you all.
“Tale of a Lone Orchid who finds Friends in the Season of Love”
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It was the season of love,
In a garden full of flowers,
Surrounded by Roses and Tulips,
Carnations and Lillies,
Stood an Orchid all alone.
As the garden was raided by lovers galore,
To please their beloved,
In the name of love,
They plucked the Sunflowers and Peonies too.
But none of them entered the bog,
Amidst which the lone orchid grew,
Its bewitching beauty hidden to all.
And with its petals of delicate refinement,
It still stood tall,
With a rare yet radiant glow,
Gracious in the woodlands shade,
Proudly it stood alone.
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Unknowing to all a girl had been struck,
By its solitary charm,
The next day she quietly tip toed into the bog,
Entranced by its beauty she touched its petals,
Not one to disturb its solitude though,
The Orchid she never did pluck,
Instead she planted a few more bearing the same unique charm,
In the shade of that mucky bog,
Just so it wouldn’t be alone,
At the onset of the next season of love.
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P.S.: I know the flower in the photograph is not an Orchid but a Hibiscus. Orchids are my favourite flowers and this picture was the closest I could get to a picture with a flower and also the theme of the poem. Thankyou!
