Parts from my anthology-1
My haste led to stumbling upon something and starring upon one thing... The mascara filled eyes with an intense gaze, A person of 5" with a beautiful face; A small circle of vermilion between the brows, Looking at her, my eyebrows rose; The immaculate symmetry in her face, Was impeccable as seen through this glassy haze; Her lips drifted apart as a reflex to mine, Making me turn abruptly opposite to her shine; As my eyes blinked, so did hers, She was indeed a 'Sherni' who roars! Her looks penetrated deep through me, Like an antivirus debugging me, free; Felt like someone who knew me since ages, My ups-lows, likes-dislikes, aims-aspirations, failures-guilts and many, written in her pages; Her right hand rose to pat my shoulder; Lateral inversion made my other hand greet her; That much-wanted gesture made a water drop drop from my right eye, The inversion aside, empathy and Shakti filled her right eye; I wish the moment froze for another minute, Until my friend interrupted...