The Best Spot

THE BEST SPOT


With the cool breeze slowly cruising at its pace,
With the dark rainy sky, of that evening, looking over the place;
I saw her eyes,
So bright!, so deep!
It looked like an ember set ablaze;
For many people, had that bench, given its embrace,
Being at the perfect spot, with her and I,
I saw, it was having its best of days;
With delayed lightnings streaking the skies,
I felt time slowing down, pausing, to give her a longing gaze;
Cupid had reasons to put down his bow.
He was too jealous of letting her go;
But he had no choice, as,
She was only mine, for all future nows;
There have been days with no reason to pass through,
And nights with no reason to lie awake,
But your eyes, the skies, the sweet distant cuckoo cries,
Your smile, the subtle drizzles of love and rain,
Makes me realize that life indeed was a dream,
And love, only love, was that sought after gleam;
I waited long enough to grasp on the theme,
And us, to be together, was truly a divine scheme.


                                 -Arun Krishna G

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