Henna

A rose petal melted
And put on your palm
colour was crisp red
Destiny written in blood

Kissed by a rose

Just a mere touch
Outer pores
Slightest dampness
Of your lips
On my cheek
Even forehead
Let alone lips
Will say it
Relay it
More than a
thousand million words
This is enough
Thank you
I adore you

Scent lasting centuries

love transcends words
let you fly together
beyond body, soul
eyes glare, heart’s flare

just sweet smell
of a deep red rose
subtlety of pink leaves
air weaves, dancing to the hymn

of affection, soul satisfaction
death captures so soon,
before noon of love,
story does not end

after billion bends
universe turns
mind wakes up again,
consciousness regain

feeling what was
left behind, other half
of soul, now mind has one goal
salvation is in embrace

And then you see her
long white robe with grace
her hair hold a deep red rose
from a long gone era

of centuries past, of memories lost
given by a destitute
which constituted
best gift forever

Smell still sweet?

in the mud
with a thud
lots of blood,
spilled, milled

out of life
still, I smiled
and smiled again
self professing

confessing
you can not
put me down
one of a kind

rare to find
and even in
blood burnt meat
I smell sweet