Let the flower of one's life bloom with every possibility...

THE PSALM OF PETALS

The aroma of your presence, the shelter of your dew,

The colour of your petals, seems customarily new_____

The twinkle in your eyes, the charisma of your being,

Mesmerizes my soul, like a holy eternal spring.

I wonder, what makes you great!

Is it you, or just my mind's state?

I still remember the day I met you,

A tiny-slender creature amongst a few.

You were dipped with a tinge of grandeur,

Numb stood I long, to listen to your silent roar.

All stepped by, I kept admiring the beauty,

Staring at your calm and pious novelty___

I looked up to you all day and night,

With soothing care, and love dipping just right.

I saw us growing with every rowing day,

Little by little with promises to stay.

I knew you had a mine of possibilities,

Immaturely mature, with a bunch full of responsibilities___

It's you, who taught me to grow afresh,

Pulling me through all darkness and emerging with grace.

O' dear little bud, lure me out, lure me with the sweetness of your nectar,

spell me bound with the charms of your holy gesture.

come, brace me with the bliss of your love_____

and let it rejuvenate my spirit into a phoenix, from an age-old dove_____

___________________tUlI:) &
Painting Courtesy: Debasmita Pal