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Hues of Joy

Soft as dew,
Descended slow
In my heart, so deep
To glide past crevices –
Sublime, sheer effervescence.
A joy so rich, luscious and rare,
Leaves you panting, prodding for more
For joy is a dream!- such vibrant and true.

P.S :- This poem has been written in a form of poetry called ‘Ethere’, where each line contains as much number of syllables as the number of the line.
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The Lure

An attempt of Ethere, a form of poetry written in ten lines, with each line accomodating the number of syllables as its line number.
Dash of 
Blush cluster
On dimpled cheeks
His looks sensuous
Bated breath loquacious
Of bait, his defiant charm;
Breeze sultry, sprinkling pearly drop
On chiseled face, it trickles down
Melting to specks beneath sauve gliding touch. 


Another one : 

They smell
Of dust speckle
Engraved grey
Amidst tangled words
In its swooping sly waft
Hauled into mystic depths
Of love, truth, fear and fantasy, 
The many resplendent emotions
I succumb to lure – my retribution.