Flight of Romance

Flight of Romance

Days wish to see the sun
Nights long for the beam;
I do hanker after the love
You shower in my dream.

Sweetness and the beauty
Flow from your pure heart;
I dip my soul in your love
Woven into my work of art.

Sweet smiles on your face
Get me beam with delight;
Lovebirds flutter in ecstasy
As we have romantic flight.

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Sailing For Peace

Sailing For Peace

The mortal boat sails
Despite squalls..
Towards The lamp post–
The destination
Just beyond
The cyclonic whirlpools,
Of surging sea-
Lifelong ups and downs…

It floats tempestuously
On the waves
In dark,
Of lingering LIFE,
Of fleeing TIME;
Tides of life and time crash
And make splashes
Time and again
Against shielding shore
Of my soul
Indomitable..!

I emerge triumphant
Over the travails
Of the earthly voyage,
Writ large is immense joy
On my sweaty face;
My Soul smiles,
Eternally cemented
In the transcendental bliss
With the plinth of Peace..!

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Elusive Illusion

Elusive Illusion

Here is an elusive illusion
of a personality
distorted
from the reality
as an appeasing impression
superimposed
on a real impersonality
ever manifested
to the myopic multitudes…!

Reality looks crude
with nerve-wracking awes,
it has to be realized
from the core
of consciousness
to spill the beans
of primordial illusory sheaths
of human existence..!!

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Sad Saga of A Love

Sad Saga of A Love

The white washed ceiling stares still
At her loneliness, her mute sufferings
The alienated bedspread crinkles blue
Sensing her insomniac encircled self
Locked, suppressed, oppressed long
Around the four-cornered stony walls
Of life’s dejection and despondency…!

Her impassioned vision with the hope
Flickers inside the gloomy solitude
Exuberance of feelings writhes to see
All the beauty of the joyous world,
Her soul’s reflection in water crystal
Cascading in someone’s heart’s spring….

With someone’s absence in proximity,
Her intimacy gropes a friendly pillar….
Love cries in cuddled tears of darkness
To transcend a barrier, age long taboo
For her freedom and salvation forever….

Joy seems flaring lifting flooded light,
Yet it does flicker and diminishes down
Scattered in her closet of tragic life
She writhes locked, shattered to pieces
Her beauty, long unrevealed and unseen
Yet realized by love treasured in bosoms
In throbs with incessant thuds inside…!

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Phantasmagoria

Phantasmagoria

Yet again with me last night
you were there
in my dream, tempting me
through your enticing art
the salacious beauty
lascivious eyes looking into mine
to transcend the reality
of the manifest –
the earthly barricade..
the cold night full of fogs and smog
for warmth of heart and soul…

The painting once drawn by you
hung one side on the wall
was kissing your fingers
the lanky pointers with polished nails,
as if teasing my envious eyes
you were in full glee
so was I in a way..in my own way..

Witnessing the amorous meet
were the sugar canes as disciplined
as the honest dutiful cops
surrounding us engulfed
in passionate spark;
soaked to the bone
in LOVE,
sought or unsought
we were sucking the sweet canes
as if extracting the essence of of life
in the midnight’s dream
through the secret rendezvous…!

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