Four Liners

By Gaurav Mahadole

The touch of your smile velvety soft

Felt like soothing honey lifting the spirit aloft;

I wonder if this is what i awaited oft

To fill up the lacunae in my hearts croft

Drenched in serenity u stand soaking in peace

Surrounded by tranquillity as if a goddess of Greece;

What could any angel ask for but for a glimpse please

So as to quench his quest for divinity with ease

In this world of friends and foes

I am wandering looking for those;

Who while receiving life’s worst dose

Are always there with a smile and a rose

The roses white

Bloom at your mere sight;

Hailing the lovely sprite

Her smile, heaven’s arclight

By Gaurav Mahadole