De novo



Brewed a new concoction,

out of disparities in me & him.

He enjoyed being a putty in my

hands,playfully we fought endlessly,

kneading and sculpting a unique” US”

by the bygone years of scarred memoirs.

Ignoring the raised brows around ,

in vigor rolled in  mud,

purifying our souls,as all

my flaws smudged in his love.

Our hearts paced,his eyes

sparkled gazing into mine.

De novo our souls locked

with one another in rapture.

As I clung like a creeper on him,

scruffy desires erupted within ,

He plunged into the serenity of muck

languidly my frame crushed and

I melted in his arms forevermore…


















About Piusha

Futile writer,enjoys reading anything under sun.Still on a quest to find a new facet within me.
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2 Responses to De novo

  1. Honorable Poetess Piusha Singh, First of all, I wish you a happy Vishu to you and your family, The above write superb, overall a novel theme, well crafted, love it, my applause, my regards, I love the below lines, enjoyed your fabulous poem after so many months

    ” Our hearts paced,his eyes

    sparkled gazing into mine.

    De novo our souls locked

    with one another in rapture…”
    Regards & Love

    Liked by 1 person

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