PERHAPS ONE DAY
In the slope of foothills, wild basils’
Aroma moves with nomadic wind,
Over the medieval tribal temple, on
The bamboo twigs moon floats, in
Its way, in the violet darkness, life
Hang around for you, in the vicinity
Lemony essence rouses the night,
Little by little, droopy feeling wants
To touch, feel your love through the
Nerves, illusive sentiments exhaust –
Shortly, as touch of lips creates new
Definition, abstract art converts to
Realistic beauty, night moves across
The subversive flow, along the glitzy
Feeling, emotion overlies the body -
And mind by the stratum of desires,
All the residues of the life floats near
The edge, nuisance, pain, shadow,
Failures, completely gloomy thought,
Suddenly becomes the unblemished,
Beautifully crystallized dew drops, we
Stared the sky with novel potentials,
An endless search, new planet of love,
Perhaps one-day discovery would be
Proved, fleeting moment said to us,
