My dormant anklets
Hit a grit
On the shallow coast
Of my unexplored shore
It bruised my brimmed memoir
And pour ink on my lashes
It painted a vivid dream
And sprawled my eyes with red kohl
Sprout and spout from my heart
Ah! An encounter with the past
And I felt relaxed and retired
In that divine presence of mind
Sandhya
Sandhya S.N
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/003-an-unexpected-encounter/
