Your lips have not touched mine,
Your searing eyes mime,
What your heart cannot hold;
Should I seal with a kiss 😘
Receive your love or dismiss,
What my heart ❤️ cannot hold.
Anita Bacha
Photo credit
Tag: Short Poems
Sopping Flower 🌺
You open to me in the heat of the sun,
Your purple color runs in my veins,
Your beauty is a divine perfume,
My life is imbued with your quintessence;
Once you teach me how to dance,
We twirl and we swirl in the wind,
A joyous song in our heart,
Heedless of the hammering rain;
Secretly in the chill of dusk,
You fold your dying petals,
Enclosing me in the depth of your soul.
Anita Bacha
Photo credit: Raj Swami
Without You
Without you,
I am sad,
Feeling bad,
I am missing you;
Wooing long distance relationship,
Missing your hug and your kiss;
You are the blush on my lips,
You are the scent on my clothes,
You are my favorite rose 🌹
Without you,
I still love you 😍
Anita Bacha
Illustration/Photography/Anita Bacha/Hibiscus Hotel/Mauritius
Anita Bacha 