A whimsical dreamer chasing fireflies, a wayfarer wandering through lanes of magic and poetry.

Sunday, August 25, 2013

ESCAPE II

A voice…from far away…
Shutting the windows of my mind
It is a soft, caring voice…
Killing the voids in my heart
It is a promising voice.

Like the sunrays of the late evening sky,
Like the shimmering stars of the galaxy,
Like the unforgiving broken promises of love,
Like a nomad’s curse for a mirage…

Such strong feelings this voice inculcates
In the listener’s heart.

Afternoons like the dove’s feathers,
Nights like the scarlet rose-petals,
Those days thus went by.
Exciting mistakes and unforgettable regrets to make…

A love beyond human understanding.


A HEAVY NUMBNESS

Dry leaves scattered all over
on the pathway
Withered, pest-eaten
Yellow, brown foliage.

And this brings into me
A heavy numbness.

Like the billboard of love
Inviting his women,
Like the mirage in the desert
Inviting thirsty nomads,
Such is destiny for beggars of life
For mothers of stillborn children.

And this in me
Brings a heavy numbness.