the
winter
of her
gelid
heart
was
upon
her
-
her depth pulled
me
into
her
centrifugal force
-
she
radiated
her deep mood's
aeonian sunshine
-
she
was
utterly
submerged
in the influence of my ambiance here
-
she is her storm
-
we have fallen
apart
but
I am still a piece of you
-
her
hipster
divergence
piqued
all of my
heavy going, brooding
undertones
-
she
was
owned
by the
moment's
unexpected torque
-
she is the epitome of naiveté,
a sapient child belligerently
residing in her innermost
soulfulness
-
the metropolis
had her
in its
grip,
waiting
for her
final
release
-
she
is
some
kind
of
spiritual
wildling
-
the way
the light
caught her
hair, was
how my soul
inexplicably
fused
with hers
-
she was intricately
complicated,
a sublime beauty
of nature
-
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
she is a rare experience
कविता'she is a rare experience' is volume 1 of a series of works that explores one man's poetic deep dive into the spiritual, metaphysical and earthly dimensions of the female psyche, form and soul. These words flow from the author's perceived inner trut...
