The Unseen Chemistry..... Poem by Varsha M

The friend quietly sweeps in
Stirs the the full blowing wind
That seemed meaningless till now
Now holds the fragrance known
Twinkling my eyes to meet thee.

Like a dancing dale on the branch
I twisted turned and twirled all around
But nowhere can I find, but the aroma
Deepening with every gush of wind
Embracing me like a good holy phantom.

The presence of whom I can feel
But the tactile bliss I miss
Carring me to good old days
Strolling on the first garden ever
Free, fulfilled and complacent in all.

Does such affair is ever true
Or a conception of my psychic row
Alas! I hanker to weave it more
Giving body to phantom concealed
As flower identified with perfume.


Garden Eden us full of such surprise
Open your eyes and ignore not once
You know even before your eyes encounter
As the perfume travel far far destination
While the flower stand there to mesmerize with color.