The Eternal Bliss

Whenever spring arrives,
the flowers of the sweet nothings
of those moonlit nights
start blooming before my eyes,
songs of those wistful memories
start humming in my ears,
making me see you
through your redolent letters
in my hands
like those roses,
that rose fragrance of love,
love neither wins nor loses
it’s a feeling of eternal bliss
to be relished without question…


–Kaushal Kishore

43 Comments

  1. This is so beautiful, KK. The flow, the rhythm and the beauty is so soothing and enchanting. What incredible writing, my friend!!!! You never fail to deliver special and stunning pieces 🤗🖤🤍

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