Will the spring come again?

Ecstasy filled,
Ever adoring,
Tears softened,
Compassion packed,
Scented with grief,
Dazzling of dreams,
Smiles of a bloom,
With these, the nectar of your heart,
When you touched the door of my soul……


Meekly, unknowingly,
Without qualm,
Carrying honey in the petals of your heart,
When I abruptly saw you standing at the door,
Clad in the acquiescent demureness,
Horripilating unawares, the ‘I’ in me,
Was lost, in an endearing trance.

My immaculate one!
That elegance permeating in your chest,
Is what I am seeking all the time in this wilderness.
That poise is like the memory of a magic
Filled vista of a sky, adorning a majestic rainbow.

When it becomes, a delight in all my wakeful hours.
My angel! I am waiting for you!

Love Exchange

The love, exchange tales between eyes, through eyes.
Do you know that the sacred water, springing in you
As desire, is the sweet nectar of passion?
You feel inebriated by drinking that potion.
It turns out melodies and ditties in your heart,
Chilling your soul; like tender spring
Making blooms, and the pearls of dew, forms over the petals.
The pristine fragrance, kissing you to frenzy,
Sweetening the nerves with its grace.
Every moment is blessed with rare repose
Diffusing and dissolving inside that delight...

You, like a picture drawn with poetry,
Like the timid diffidence, in the eyes of the lotus flower,
Like a psychedelic dusk over the sky;
Like a bouquet of rose flowers;
And me drowning in the depth of your tiny dimples,
Swimming among the waves of golden hue of your charms,
Beckoning me to a shore hitherto unseen.
A destination in another re-birth
Through the music, of your eternal love!