Bloom
- Hashtag Kalakar
- 2 hours ago
- 1 min read
By Aneri Nanavaty
What will you do when a flower of my name /
Blooms, from your lips /
The love of me you tried, but could not tame /
Secret worship you finally let slip /
Will you deny the shiver of your skin /
When a breeze carrying my voice /
Carries you to the edge of where you’ve been /
Will you still pretend you have a choice /
The truth has a way of being shameless /
Lingering in the air like a fragrance /
Seeking neither permission nor forgiveness /
It quietly prevails in my absence /
A seed of my love, once planted, will grow /
Weathered by the seasons that turn your life /
My dearest love this much I do know /
A flower will bloom, by sun or by moonlight //
By Aneri Nanavaty

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