your hushed and honeyed ways

I scrunched up my eyes to peer through the incandescent shaft

Of your hushed and honeyed ways

The haunting sweetness struck a cord with my eternally fluent night

You crawled in, playing a hose on my sable days

Splashing out an Orphic blitheness, there’s no getting away from the fact

That I’m endlessly drowning into mirth and gay

Picture courtesy: Google

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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