Flying cage of honey

By | February 16, 2017

My curtains blowing on a windy day

Rising up like a flying cage of honey

Sniffing and snuffling in between

Climbing on the walls to feel the crown

With my eyes closed, ears wide open,

I just sauntered into that flying cage

Now I can see and hear you whistling

You are humming for me and me alone,

While your hands are holding me sweetly

And making me feel your warm touch.

45 thoughts on “Flying cage of honey

    1. Akhila Post author

      Thanks a lot for your kind words. I also enjoyed my curtains blowing in that honey wind

  1. Sangbad

    I want to flatter while commenting but I can’t because the poem is so good and full of love…imitative words can spoil the comment…

    1. Akhila Post author

      Thanks a lot for your kind words.. But frankly, i am not satisfied with that if i didn’t pay full credits to the wind i experienced yesterday in my home

      1. Sangbad

        Is it call coincidence…s’how I also felt that after reading the last line…I thought you had written like that to give the poem a beautiful romantic charm as well as turn…

  2. Akhila Post author

    Thanks meenakshi.. the wind was so sweet that nothing else could be a better word for that feel…


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