She lays nude, on the lap of my mind,
I care and ease until stars freeze
Her whisper, a calm breeze,
I lay asleep; dreaming to find...
Thousands of pigeon flaying into void
I can see..
I wish how it should be!
Then sudden
Falcon falls upon me
Uncoiling kills
Blood spills
Heard her sweet call
Where ye are
Come to me
I am thy thought.
'Falcons sat on cliff, stared void'
She lays robed on silken, tighten her lips
I put on.. to see her face with many clips
Moon like face and cloud like hairs
Pearls like eyes and dew like tears
Melodious gait and dog like a pet
Snake like Hiss, magnate like kiss
Figure like a pose, laugh like a rose
O heaven give me thy dose..
Thought bewildered me
This is the bewildering world
Take my thought and free my mind
I’m in search of peace,
I will find...I will find....
So artistically expressed, Aftab! A most worthwhile offering.
This is a well constructed poem about a difficult situation in India. Quite thought provoking.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
an excellent piece of poetry. I'm in search of peace. I will find. I will find.