PETALS

the day comes
with its own limits
it hardly knows
the limits
of yours
and of mine

i accept
as it's there

it serves a lot
keeps me
at a distance
to my heart

i know
it's not sincere

but how does it matter

it has to move
and come again
with its own limits

i stand
and ponder
how it evolves
brings me
a bit closer
to you
your heart

but i do recall
the beauty
you shower upon me

i see my inflourescene
and feel the pulse
of its awakening
of the surroundings

it has beautiful petals
i love to observe
not for me
for my soul

it gives a feel
of your love
so magnanimous
howsoever
hidden it may be

source inspire: shipra vashisht, neha c'. space, astha , pu chd