Gossiping eyes
Carted by senses deep and drawn,
Mingle my heart to breath horizon.
Gathering thirst in beauty's view,
Chanting love like glistening dew.
A simmering warmth radiates in vein,
Gossiping eyes cloud sensory lane.
Dealers of heart now in concealed state,
Bottomless sink with a drowning threat.
Lead me blue and lead me black,
Stream me through and stream me back.
Hide me out and hide me in,
Reap the beauty to spill my chin.
Copyright 2019
Paramananda Mahanta
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Nice and very deep meaning. I reckon if your last line can be the same as in the previous stanza things will rock. My 2 cents
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well crafted piece. Truly magnificent....10+++