Poetry by Richika Ghosh
And there will always be
Something more Alluring;
Carved more beautifully
Enchanting it seems
Enticing you to your knees
And magnificent on your lips
Etched forever, vivid details
In the back of your mind
With every passing second
With every stolen glance
Neither you nor I could
Have had her captive
For she was out of your grasp
Yet right in your vicinity
Bittersweet it felt;
Sore eyes, numb knees
Yet you stride towards a well known ending!!!

