That is like a blossom
A spirit that enflames you
A love that blossoms at the heart
A beauty that has never been enflamed
I looked at her eyes and saw the world passing by
A story unfolding
A beauty prospering
A life untangling
I was mesmerized to see my life unfold in front of me
It was set in a future far beyond
To a place where we both were at our peak
The old age was looming over us
Deaths rustling could be heard
We both held our hands
And passed through a blossom
And I realized
I am the beetle and she my nectar
Augustin Mathew is a poet from Kerala currently pursuing B.Ed in Mysore after completing his postgraduation. He is passionate to read and write poetry and short stories
