Queen of spring

flower fairy

Her tiny wings white as dew
Flutter with joy
As she flies from flower to flower
Waking them up with her soft kisses.

Spending some time with each one
Just before flying off to the next
Her mornings are busy
Spreading joy, happiness and colours.

In the night she comes down
Swinging on the beams of moon
Her paintbrush and palette in hand
She softly wakes up the buds.

She happily paints them in multiple hues
Painting living dreams on petals
Then fills them up with fragrance
And sleeps with them for a while.

Sharmishtha basu
2.8.10
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Queen of spring 7.09.10

Hush behold her
Flying like butterfly
Flower to flower
Blessing them all.

Roses steal ruby hue
From her ruby lips
Violets borrow
Shades of her blue eyes.

Chariots of moonbeams
Carry her down here
Rays of sunbeam
Take her back home.

Fairy of flowers
Queen of spring
Comes down to earth
To scatter fragrant dreams.

Sharmishtha basu
7.09.10

Golden fairy

I saw her pouting
A fragile golden winged being
Sun has woken her up
And reported a theft.

He said the roses have stolen
The ruby of her lips
Sky has stolen
Crystal blue from her eyes.

Sunflower and daisies
Committed the sin
Took away a tiny bit
Of her lock’s gold.

She sat there pouting first
Then she laughed out loud
Laughing like a nightingale
She flew back to moon.

Writer sharmishtha basu

Flute player

He was wandering alone
Lost, tired, hungry in the woods
Its been weeks
Since he met another soul.

Early dawn, birds were singing
A divine choir for the sun.
lark he heard a sweeter sound
The mellow strain of a flute

He knew he was blessed by heaven
ran madly through the mist and fog
Stumbling, falling rising again
To seek out the flute player.

He ran past bushes
Crossed vales in path
hurried across
The singing brooks.

Then he saw her, a celestial maiden
Playing her flute to the sun
He dropped down to his knees before her,
She opened her eyes and looked at him.

He saw her silver wings fluttering
She Looked at him and smiled
Beckoned a village sleeping in valley
And disappeared in the milky white mist.