The Syzygy

By Palak Vaishnav

Windows of heart enchanting the mantra of lovelorn stories of the flower 

To seek the sprinting sun with moon by his side 

the thought of being left alone on the rooftop of her star castle ensue thunders 

Wishing on a cloud

To pleasure her wooden orbs with the sanctity of the moon and sun and their close proximity 

Their dark figure touched in such a way that ignited fire 

Later being cooled down by the sapphire diamonds 

Tears you say 

The flower now being the missing piece of their puzzle with no words being uttered 

She is shedding off her wilted petals which soon turned mauve by the rays of the sun and moon 

She is shedding off her wilted petals which soon turned mauve by the rays of the sun and moon 

The flower now being the missing piece of their puzzle with no words being uttered 

Their dark figure touched in such a way that ignited fire 

Later being cooled down by the sapphire diamonds 

Tears you say 

Wishing on a cloud

To pleasure her wooden orbs with the sanctity of the moon and sun and their close proximity 

To seek the sprinting sun with moon by his side 

the thought of being left alone on the rooftop of her star castle ensue thunders 

Windows of heart enchanting the mantra of lovelorn stories of the flower

By Palak Vaishnav