BARREN MIND...

In an isle where dreams are taking me for a ride,
Likes and desires become an affliction in life.
I can’t decipher what I see in my solitary internment;
If they are truths or illusion, I just can’t make out.
Who can tell me the precise answer to those visions?
Truths or illusion, realistic or deceitful!

I was offering garlands of love in my worship
Of that idol, all throughout my life,
Since we met and became one.
A mind coveting for the spring season
In love, turned into a barren wasteland.
The conscience of every man is one
Wild jungle, where pure blossoms
Of love sincere, refuse to bloom.

Indeed a wild desolate and cruel jungle
Is the mind of a man, without remorse!
Insincere, crafty, egotistic, unfaithful;
Ever ready to swerve like a snake in flight.

INFATUATIONS OF A BIRTH !

You have taken my birth
And me yours...so the Providence decreed…

Infatuations filled our birth
with magnificent obsessions
And we imbibed the nectar of our love.
You were my daughter and my son.
My hands became a cradle for you
And I sang a lullaby in your slumber.

I will adorn your lips, and brows
And your cheeks and nape with
Very warm kisses, engrossed in my love.
I will watch your pranks and naughty smiles.
You, my beloved, sleep close to my bosom.

In this chamber, and along the walkway,
I will hold your soft fingers in my hand,
And follow you like a shadow;
Shower you with kisses all along.

Like the dewdrop lingering on a rose petal
I see you snuggling at my side.
My spirit is enthralled by this sleeping angel.
Do not disturb her in her siesta
Lest, my dreams vanish in the void….

Melodies of the heart…

The dewdrops swooned and slumbered
In the frenzy of kisses from the moonlight,
Now the moon slept along with the myriads of stars.
The night adorned with the sandal paste, also dozed.
The earth and the heaven looked into each other’s eyes.
The Night Queen unfolded its petals in full.
And then the butterflies of dreams woke up.

We had moulted the attire of sleep, many a times
From our lonely nights, when you were near;
Like the evergreen dreams, and you poured
Your enamoured affection all over me.
My wildest of imaginations, unknown, melted
In your ocean blue eyes, made it dazzle and
Embellish your lonely morning hours.
Your love is always my alluring melodies in life.

Out of sight…

My beautiful! You have borrowed
The delicacy of a flower, and the
Mind of a doe, with immaculate chillness
Of the nature, in its exquisiteness.
I have removed my sandals at the gate
Of your welcoming chamber, to tread
On the sacred floor that leads to it.
You led me clasping your fingers
Around my palm to a bed of eiderdown
Strewn with dreams of delights.
A desire awakened in the heart
To sit beside you, holding your
Tender fingers and caressing it,
Look into the depth of your
Blue turquoise eyes where
The love lurks profoundly;
To satiate the zest, to talk to you those
Unsaid things, to be fulfilled and completed...

I waited so long in the meadow where
Your tender memories sprouted.
The moon was moving away after
Wiping its face, on the towel of clouds.
Then you came near me as the air,
Without a tinkle of your bangles;
Without a peel of your golden anklets,
And covered my eyes, with your beatific fingers!