Sapphire - Poem by Abhilaasha Singh
He with eyes blazing like the blue of a sapphire,
Came riding towards me out of the storm.
His hair was unruly and mouth grim,
and a complexion resembling the sky before dawn.
He dismounted his horse beside a pole,
and walked majestically into the inn.
He was tall and slender I imagined his touch to be tender,
as he sat in a corner sipping his gin.
He looked up at me with those piercing blue eyes,
his expression more unreadable, with every moment.
He was attractive in a mysterious way,
I thought, as his lips curled up in a grin.
I stood still as I watched him,
hiding myself behind the screen.
I had broken rules to be there but didn’t care,
He looked like he had stepped right out of a dream.
The tall stranger with strong hands,
had unexpectedly swept me off my feet.
I felt the wind toss my hair and tickle my feet, bare
while my heart inside my chest skipped beats.
He with the eyes as deep as Sapphires,
looked rugged but had a royal touch.
A man who had all the pleasures of life,
and was loved by his people just as much.
I was but an ordinary maiden,
Hoping for the much coveted love of a Prince.
This love would never be fruitful, I thought,
As I saw him mount his horse,
taking off for his unknown province.
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