Saturday, 7 May 2011


Looped fervor, docile sentiments
Before the dusk, the chandelier
Moves, one end to other to touch
Your heart, expects radiant effect,
The creative desires have no rest,
Eccentric creeper tries to enter,
To hypnotize the gloominess of
Life, I know, the seductive touch of
Your eyes, makes an halo to grip
My genteel feelings, this way of
Looking towards my dormant,
Sleeping dreams, I intensely stalk
To your mysterious smile, while
Darkness creates more enigmas,
Moreover your cascaded laugh
Dissolves, the proud, the maleness,
Often I found myself beneath the
Cold flames, unseen ignition effects
The persona, this flouting process
Goes through the inner most, the
Sadism or extreme love brings
Me, near your beautiful planet, I
Become the nebula to merge in
Your unexplored terrain, this flare-up
Makes the natural lake, monsoon
Fills the everlasting thirst, your
Consents blooms in a sequence of
Lotus, the life rotates in axis of love.


Affection were camphor crystals
Burnt quickly to ash, offering dish
Of deity has no trace of devotion,
Some pieces of sacred rice, flower
Basil leaves, colored powder, wet
Sandal remained on the surface of
Relation, tear drops searches the
Reason, it’s caused by smoke of
Sanctified flames or haunting by
Remembrance, the holy water has
Scattered on the residues, chanted
The hymn consistently by priest, the
Perfumed sticks had limited zest,
Smokes were born liberated, moved
In the parallel of wind, extinct into
The sky, in the skinny darkness of
Twilight, unsatisfied desires wept,
In the neighboring arena unknown
Pyre brings the compassion card, the
Stars have been sank leaving a
Path of nebula, on the banyan tree
Nothing has changed, the horn of
Ferry calls the life, the chimney says
Good-bye, the sound of conch floats
On the glittering, stable river waves,
Gradually ferry disappears, I’m
Before you since centuries, but face
Said, you didn’t identify my existence,
Time has made me rusted, I have
No introduction proof, I’m wanderer,
No, regret for that my beloved friend.


The woodland awaken with the
Dawn chorus, however steamy
Darkness is existed over the hills,
Night has shared some notable
Moments, somebody underlined
Delightfully the surface of heart,
“Made for each other” who have
Written on the hazy window -
Glass panes, Last night we gone
Astray in the misty forest,
Underneath the shadow of
Moonlit tall trees I have written
Poetry on your persona, the milky
Rays made some aesthetic
Drawings besides your heart, I
Filled stunning colors of nocturnal
Blooms, do you not feel the wet
Sensation, however in your breath
Masculine odor is yet subsisted,
The abandon dense clouds, in
Last before the daybreak, most
Probably they vanished after falling
Vigorously on the peak of mountain,
Just like your gentle smile, the
Ivory vapors are rising slowly
Towards the reflective blue sky,
Are you looking a dream? Beneath
The closed eyes tidal waves are
Playing with sinking moon, in this
Beautiful morning I don’t want
To wake up you, some more moment
Heart desires to see you, smiling
In sleep, so I’m going to curtain
The moisturized windowpanes,
Keeping the bunch of tender rose
Near your bed, leaving lip script -
Of good morning on your forehead,
Silently closed the doors, looking
Now lower valley with new life,