VAPORISED
Dr. IFTIKHAR HUSAIN RIZVI
Dressed in transparent white
She slipped in on tip-toes.
Her rosy grandeur oozed from every curve;
The same freshness and fawny innocence
And dazzling brow amazed the poet.
She waited for him to break the ice;
He was too charmed to speak.
They looked a painter’s dream
Far on the canvas of the sky.
A thousand moments passed away unseen
In ripples of enchanted thrills.
She came to herself with a start
And then in great urgency said:
“Enwrap me in your arms and swallow me,
The dead-line is ten short minutes;
I can’t stay for more,
I am in the shroud of a curse.”
His heart writhed as he got up anon;
Before he could lose himself in her,
Appeared a demon from nowhere
And vanished with her in a flash.