Beginning with love, we journey to affection.
The dreams we hold are scattered in the breeze.
The dreams we hold are scattered in the breeze
That brushes our naked body entwined in each other.
Entwined in each other’s arm we lie there in the pale darkness,
The street-light yellow painting the wall golden.
The street-light yellow painting the wall golden,
When I delved inside you and you hold me tight.
The dreams that we treasured gets scattered in the breeze.
Beginning with love, we travel to affection.
Your body is a wonderland that I want to hold on,
I want to hold back the lips which I know not possible.
I thus go back to love returning from affection,
Few months remain there when I can hold onto you
When I want to.
Beginning with love, we journey to affection
And every night I goes back to the wonderland,
When the street-light yellow paint the wall golden
And the wind breezes into darkness.
Returning to the wonderland, I hold onto you
And you hold onto me as my chin rest on your forehead.
Beginning with love, we journey to the affection
Scattering our longs and dreams into each other bodies, naked.
Written for Day 26 of National/Global Poem Writing Month 2019.
Today’s (optional) prompt is centered around repetition. Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that uses repetition. You can repeat a word, or phrase. You can even repeat an image, perhaps slightly changing or enlarging it from stanza to stanza, to alter its meaning. There are (perhaps paradoxically) infinite possibilities in repetition.