There’s an angel that dwells in the hills,
Whose aura makes every mortals’ heart swell with delight.
Even the moon blushes as it experiences heavenly thrills,
& spell bounded it marvels, her serene smile every night.
Her scented shadow conspires to blossom the flowers
More than the blazing bright sun in the skies.
Seraphs in heaven envy of her angelic powers
For it seems a million constellations glitter in her beautiful eyes.
In her heart, she paints her innocent dreams
& her mind is a plethora of poetic paradigms.
Though she’s been a victim of life’s unforgiving schemes
But with her divine grace, she outshines her hard times.
Often she outgrows her own sufferings
As she listens to others with a genuine intent to understand.
Sadly her kindness gets taken for granted among other things
Yet she always extends her helping hand.
Sometimes she mulls over the futility of life laying on the bed
As wrapped in silence, she feels broken.
Countless memories burn inside her head
Yet about her agony, she gives no token.
As I witness the shattered hopes of her heart
I intend to use my words like Kintsugi for awhile.
To convey broken is beautiful even if things fall apart
& I hope she’ll smile as big as the river Nile.
Note: Kintsugi is the Japanese art of mending of broken things by filling them with gold. It is perhaps to remind all of us that if something has suffered some damage or is broken, even then it still has the capability of being something beautiful. This poem is also dedicated to Vanya, a dear follower of mine who unfortunately injured herself a few days back. Today happens to be her birthday, please join me in wishing her a happy birthday as a way of driving the positive vibes for her on her birthday!