Wild roses, vanilla and cardamom

He was a marvellously handsome high- tec entrepreneur

And yet, his world was a confusing blend

Of terror, betrayal, pain and suffering.

In spite of all this, he had the same fire,

The same dreams, inspirations and zest of life.

He had a broad wisdom about the world

Ans was a gentleman to the very core.

His face showed the ravages of grief,

Yet, the spice of his after- shave

Always left a fresh smell on it.

He had an innate sense of what is right

And what is wrong and how he should react

Under each and every circumstance.

And when he met her and tilted her chin

Up to him and looked into her brown eyes,

He felt something in him stir

That had lain dormant for years.

He smiled dreamily at her

And strolled his fingers on her white Cashmere sweater.

She looked appreciatively at her

With a longing look while

Her sexy and disheveled hair

Blew in the wind that carried the fragrance

Of wild roses, vanilla and cardamom.

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.

4 thoughts on “Wild roses, vanilla and cardamom

  1. amitapaul

    The line
    “ She looked at her “
    perhaps needs a relook

    Otherwise , it is a charming recollection of a romantic moment

    Reply
  2. pramilakhadun Post author

    Thanks dear Amita for this kind comment.I will definitely look at this particular line.Inbox me your suggestion pls.

    Reply

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