Intimately woven into my soul
Nothingness in everything around
Are embracing my existence.
As and When I sleep
Loneliness grips my heart,
Inner voids get filled with
Never ending longing for you,
And to expand into the Shapeless.
Shapes that you form
Engulfing me and my soul,
Entering my dreams and
Monitoring my desires
Acquire ever changing forms.
Since that day of departure-
Every moment and day,
Every inch of space around
Mints the coins of my love,
And years roll, Off your palms.
The homo sapiens,Who made all the differences.They turned me theirsTheir home in thecavesThe weapons in their handsThe Gods and DemonsShrines andtemples andPillars in the GraveyardThey made me their tool-The tools of survivalThe tools of revivalThe tools of war and peaceThe tools of love and worship.I paved the ways forTrades and Traditions,Fairs and Celebrations,Rituals and Practices,Affairs…
No waiting, nor comes widowhood.
Lovely Wives quarrel the most.
Result depends on numbers sold.
when death plucks a divine-flower
in the far western skybeneath the dark veilsof palm forestdown the lonely hillby the sea of sexless nights.Released fromexile of lustover lives after livesof unborn urgeall your shadowsplay hide-and-seekwith clouds of heartless-girl friends of past livesplaying evil gamesin the violent skybefore the dawn ofthe only golden morningyet to be conceived.
