The Enchantress

Addicted to your face Body and image That you complete me Is all I can see As I drown in your spell A slow death knell Fatal love potion Drawn from the deepest ocean Of celestial concoctions Needing divine invocations I surrender at your pretty feet My heart, a part of your fleet Kavita Panyam

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Existence

The wind blows softly across the sea Birds fly above in the sky carelessly free Existence comes into life at this time The serene beauty of it in its prime Each being carefully drafted by the supreme one Playing its chosen role to perfection The whole universe basking under one sun Making for a soulful [...]