The wall flower

Arrayed themselves in sheer spice these Blossoms of her paradise greeted her charm that remains no more driven by hurricanes There with a vessel of colours entreated the anodyne flowers spattered to her heart's content that dissolved all crafty torment required neither precision nor any easing fusion her bosom then unhands balking thus divulges any … Continue reading The wall flower

An undefined nature’s portrait…

I remain dumbstruck, At the mesmerizing sight... When crisp sunburnt leaves of the golden apple orchard, Join the frisky wind for a twirling ride... No words can define, This exquisite transition awaiting under the October sun... When Autumn is neither a demise nor a debut, But the immortal charm of ever-juvenile souls... ~f. h.