Ishaisms, Poetry

Make Mischief

The night sky conspires

and the playful stars make mischief

a purple evening is unveiled

glimmering, sparkling beyond belief!

Clouds carpet their airy domain

as lamps beam for the lovers to behold

the iridescent moon that welcomes them

their eyes lit, lit like their souls…

And then the rain does shower

in sonatas sweeter than summer rain,

for the souls to dance with abandon,

ecstasy and desire unbridled, unchained!

And in this dance, a journey begins,

destinies unfold, the sweethearts meet,

embrace, sway, twirl, lift, and kiss,

and beat in unison, to a cosmic beat…

© Isha Garg
Doodle by Isha Garg

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