The Courtroom of Love

Leaning on

like water against the fall

leaned up were the stars on

the sky.

As before the sea, the hands rely.

Stagnant hour

In the blanket of stars

The amiable dark,

Sang the lark.

The light-warmed silhouettes

Devising in moonlight

Calmer and frail becomes

every noise and every fright.

As it grows closer,

Exposes every closure

Timber by the side

Fire ignites

It flickers the stars

There’s warmth in that star of mars.

Absence of clouds

Expunging every haven of doubts

Swirls around that icy-sweet breeze

Every celestial witnessed

On ground weren’t the feet

Serenity in intricacy

Divine was its primacy

Lost or formed

A thin line difference

Infatuation of fondness

The woods did observe

It was their privilege

Love was all over

Rarer than the five clover

As refined as dove

were sentiments

There was no offence

There was no defence

Testament will make

the stars and the moon

Emotions were exponential

The stars were too.

~Arushi Sahu