Oscillating Passions Poem by kunjubi varghese

Goddess of my heart! Did you forget

The blossoms of dreams, we gathered together in

The baskets of our hearts, in the past?

The melody, we composed in the lute of our soul,

Of our love, and its vibrant tones?


Are those flames which enlivened in

The temple of your eyes, with dreams

Dowsed with the fuel of love, extinct now?

Through ages and rebirths I was saving

Those specks of flowers resplendent like

The evening sky, in my heart.

Did the beautiful castles you built in

The air of your day dreams, topple down,

Like a palace of cards, in your life?

A mansion embellished with beds, made of flowers,

Kept awaiting through ages for us to lie down,

And enjoy through our nuptial nights.

Did that mansion dilapidate and now razed to the ground?

This life is a branch of a tree, where dreams come to roost

All the time and desires fizzles and vanish.

Here I am happy of my birth, when I enjoy

A tender breeze embracing me with its love,

A bower of jasmine, where I spend my sunny daytime.

And in there an oscillating swing where passion emerges,

And perchance you with me, all the time...