Prettier in The Concrete

By Tripti Kohli

You, my love, are

A sunset,

Sunrise,

Midnight,

Moonlight,

Tide,

Wave

Ocean,

Stream,

A picture perfect scene,

Aurora borealis green,

Your future, unforseen,

Deep down so pretty

Some girls at fifteen,

Smile so beaming,

Displays all her teeth,

His brown eyes, she daydreams,

Touched by apricity,

The coffee that she drinks,

Like a little kid, so naive

Love in books, unearthly,

My love for you, evergeen,

Life and death, the in between,

And closely, if you look at me,

You'll understand what I mean.

Everything prettier in concrete,

Nothing too real on a screen.

By Tripti Kohli