Friday, 16 March 2012

THE NIGHT LOTUS


unfathomable darkness, blooming the 
nocturnal lotus, the bluish, sorcerer
world moving on her fingers, 
life has been filled 
within the
incantation, I don't know, where she 
is going to fly, out of the body,
may be some exotic
attraction,
throwing the unseen trap, or unknown 
conquest wants to drag away,
the mirage of light, 
creating the 
pseudo
moonlight though moon doesn't rise, 
empyrean mirror has mosaic
reflection, she has no 
sensation, 
to look the substantial somatic beauty,  
she is now the maverick 
golden bird, desires 
to touch the
sky,
from the Illusion world, she does not 
wish  to return, on the desert, 
life searches the extinct 
love or life, often 
I think, about 
the truth of her existence, is it woman
 or 
mythical golden dear - - - 

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