beyond the realm of affordablity

I have loved you in the itchy moments of bizarre possibilities at the same time coming to terms with the fact that I will never chance to hear “Now I pronounce you man and wife,”. Yet, I heard the tapping of your tentative steps shambling up to me in my bittersweet longing for shared bliss. Like languorously summering on a sequestered island and thawing my soul in the tingling of thousands of butterflies beating their wings when your shamrock gaze carpeted the meadows of my heart from a far-flung nebula. I have loved you stubbornly and bolshily in a fleeting universe of unfeigned warmth and affection with an unreasonable and unquenchable passion. Sipping you like my winter cup of Joe I have heard you in the feeble squeak of fledgelings and by soaking you up in a brief hiatus, I amassed you as though I am readying for hibernation. But I must confess that my cravings traversed my affordability of you…Still, I will never tighten the screw on you. My love is given gratis regardless you are affordable or not…


Published by Smita Ray

Smita Ray is the mother of two lovely kids and hails from northeastern India. Her perpetual displeasure arising from the hypocrisy in the society underneath the semblance of religion, culture as well as the conditioning for compliance urged her to put down the impressions in her mind. In her spare time, she likes to have some culinary adventures along with her kids trying new recipes or crafting.

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