Angel Poem by Vimal Kumar N

An interminable hallucination or an illusion,
Or her haunting memories of my dreamy vision,
an enthralling beauty walks the green mead,
her feet treads golden prints as they lead,
a lovely heart quake occurs in my heart nodes,
On air my eyes write a thousand odes,
the rhythm of my heart turns into a rhyme,
my muted lips and taciturn heart could only mime,
fabric of her dress is from petals of roses,
in her smile, like a diamond a pale rock glosses,
her dark-ling hair like a moonless night,
shines and make the sunlight less bright,
as she cuddle her kitten, her lovely pet,
the kitty nestles in her angelic chest,
that indelible moment goes off record in my memoir,
I love her truly in every silent tear!