rajagopal haran

(21.04.1962 / Tiruchirapalli-Tamilnadu-India)

076.Back to Basics


Standing near the balcony
Spreading the fingers
Like the petals of rose
You impart the message
Of ephemeral love!

Envisaging a Romance
Echoing Tajmahal,
I focus on your mouth
That can dispel my misgivings
Making a bridge
Between your lips and my ears!

Like the moth in the garden
My hands scramble for yours,
Knowing my move
By intuition nay, expectation
You withdraw your limbs,
Turning thy face to reflect the moonlight,
Smile of success decorating your profile,
I extend my hands to collect some pearls
Of those separation squabbles
Noticing that love spilling in ration
I surrender unto thee, ye queen of my heart!

9 8 2010

Submitted: Monday, August 09, 2010

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