A Morning Card
Waking up with the heavy knock at the door;
haggard with weariness of quotidian chores.
Had a muddled mind with nothing to bind
the scattered thoughts of future and hind.
I flung the door open, looked for the impudent one.
"Who dared to wake me up with the rising sun?"
A big envelope in a tall man’s hand
flinched me back with its awe and grand.
I tore it open to slake my bubbling curiosity;
found a card, adorned with love & virtuosity.
Every single word glistened like glitters of gold
reflecting the beads of passion in a silver mould.
Caressing the red feathers of her lovely card
brought a subtle warmth in my lonely heart.
Her sweet fragrance vivified my olfactory sense
drowned my entire self in an ocean of romance...
Could not stand the heat of her thought
that got me mesmerized in an amorous caught,
Nothing else in the world could have ever wrought
the feeling of love & affection that she’d brought.
Sweetheart, you are all... whom I would ever want.
