Love Letter.

By Bhadra P Varma

I could smell Jasmine in my terrace

It reminded me of your tender hands

That would cross mine.

I saw that Cresent moon above my head,

In the sky filled with dark clouds.

The moon glowed in the evening sky like how my eyes shine when it meet yours.

The thin, down layer of crimson red in the canvas of sky is like the flame of hope that

bounds us together.

The layer above

Was light orange valley embracing the setting sun.

How beautiful a sunset can be?

When I saw the sky it reminded me of you.

At that very moment with tears rolling down my eyes and a pale smile on my face, I

realized how much I love you.

By Bhadra P Varma