Alka ... Poems

I tied a tight knot of faith:
Between you and me;
The sequence of experiences,
Are through me.
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Her Veil
Her dupatta is stuck on her head:
Eyelashes rubbing her veil;
And the veil is soaked in her tears,
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'Beauty lies in beholder's eyes'.


Outside force kills:
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Union of multiple egos in venture:
A pompous love in adventure;
Named as marriage,
Must have been a miscarriage.
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Scorching Time,
Sipped, one after another, and another;
Absorbed her, for eternity.
Too dry, is her inside:
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There’s a thin layer of reasoning;
Between her and her love, lies no seasoning:
No vows of woes;
No vermilion grids;
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