In Your Hermitage

In Your Hermitage short poem

In Your Hermitage short poemPhoto by G. McCracken

Scared I was, entering an eave,
Of holy hermitage, and pious naïve,
To tumble down, from regal to rag,
And love your attire, and delicately drag,
Entwining a smile, gazing your chest,
Dilemma of ardor, intimate of best,
Your blissful nerve, beating in me,
In holy sophistication, of loving thee,
Beheld your soul, radiating to imbue,
In yellow placidity, frozen and skew,
Aught I do, to approve my breed,
To embed my love, as your only need,
Triumph in soul, my heart ignites,
Succeeding your notion, catching your might,
As prisoner of your love, you charm me so,
In chamber of liberty, noble and true,
Seeking you words, my love I conceal,
Mocking my dread, nothing I reveal,
Of being let down, my fear smiled,
Painting me white, and this love alive.

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Pooja Srivastava

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I'm a poet, novel writer and editor in chief of the upcoming magazine Al Da Beatz. Writing and photography have been my ever-long passion.
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