It must have been love

When my heart-felt emotions

Burst like seeds from pods

And from sensuality to sexuality

My little desires drifted

Like felled logs in gushing waters,

I was wondering

What was happening to me.


Each contour of my heart glistened

With the velvety softness of a rose.

Like the birch, oak ans ash, Ibreathed

The fresh air coming all the way

From the unblemished blue.

Ruminating on my unsettled desires,

I was wondering

What was happening to me.


The tides in my heart

Rose and fell

And I looked at the moon

Pulling the entire ocean

From shore to shore

Undeterred, undaunted,

With affection greater than perfection.


Each blade and leaf blushed

Seeing the feelings soft in my eyes.

The bees, while drinking dew teased me.

As fondly as children giggling in glee

From beneath a tattered tent.

The sun stopped its lifelong journey

And winked at me.

Now, my heart understood

What was happening to me.

It must have been love.


pramila khadun

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About pramilakhadun

I am the holder of a Bsc degree in Food and Nutrition from S.N.D.T University,Pune,India.Have taught this subject in a private institution for almost thirty-five years.Currently, I am retired and travel alot with my husband Raj, daughters Dr Rajnee and Priyum and son Airline Captain.Had my first book of poetry published by Minerva press, London and other two in Mauritius.More coming soon.I love poetry and enjoy reading poems of poets across the world and I feel Destiny Poets is the right place for me.

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