Echoes of Spice and Smiles

Souls added reveries

With the notes’ feast,

The fragrance of air

Let the night whisper

The callings. Exhausted

From the mayhem, the street

Was rambling with tête-à-tête

With colours of obliviousness,

Smilingly eavesdropped

The expression sans any words

.

The voices mellowed,

The concealed smiles blushed,

The flowers bloomed in the streets …

The vendors smiled,

Leaving the twilight,

Buying toys and sweets

For the house to be lit.

A diminutive harking for

The desolated fetched

Smiles in their families.

The aroma of the spices

In the streets was never

Ever as enchanting as it smears

Today. The quintessence of

Spice in life is so irrefutable

To see the children in the obliterated

Families smiling again.

By Orbindu Ganga

From: India

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