In the midst of storming heartbeats
Words ooze out of the cracks of my heart,
Staining the clean white paper
With a hue of blue.
...
Mystic were her eyes,
A beautiful hazel gaze.
Quiet and charming,
Yet so loud.
...
Let me taste your soul divine,
While I undress it
Of all its miseries and sins.
Let me show you a dimension new,
...
Full of sweetness he was;
Like a berry dipped in atropine.
Amidst insecurities,
T'were his words
...
I am a wordsmith, weaving magic, casting spells, all through words.)
Towards A New Day
In the midst of storming heartbeats
Words ooze out of the cracks of my heart,
Staining the clean white paper
With a hue of blue.
Hours pass,
But I go on.
And then a golden light fills the room.
Yes, it is morning again;
And with it come the obligations
Of a monotonous life;
A busy day,
An evening of prayers,
And a raging night.
The poem 'To the World of Love is an excellent poem by Ankita showing her poetic excellence and great art of poetry. She has poetic potential enough to prove her and one day place her in the front bench of the poem sites, in addition to Poem Hunter. I wish her all success in every walk of her poetic venture. Subhas