Treasure Island

Aftab Alam

(15 th April 1967 / , , RANCHI,)

Musk of her sweat


Musk of her sweat when I inhale
I was never in this world, Sailed
Not for the dream of heaven but her
Lips and eyes and rhythm of breath.


When we used to sit for rhyming
The words of love hung but shining
We play in our own way and peep
We enjoy with enjoyment and leap

Lust for the body that mind peeks
Love flew whither, thought that leaks
Then came in mind, Love is of two kind
Not evil lust, love and lust both I find.

Submitted: Sunday, September 08, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 09, 2013
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