Thy Reflections In My Mirror Poem by Sagar Patil

In verse, I dream and wish you knew
Why angels shied from the beautiful you,
As in my mind-skies, few jocund thoughts flew,
I wish I could gift them to you...
Why mine eyes glisten with darling drops of dew?
In saline depths, they but treasure you.


One eve, as I gaze skywards,
and paint thine image with the brush of love
on the eternal greying canvas
With a palette of my mind, as fervour I avow
Joyous birds fly in a V to make a tiara
for you... O! Queen of all my kingdoms
Bless my mind Gardens with thy flora
The empire of my soul, thou maketh wholesome


As nimbus clouds make a scarf and rise
for you, to evade the chilling winds that flew,
Pearls drizzle fresh form moist skies
and form a multicoloured necklace for you.
(For yore, been described in pages
but The Rainbow - never did sow
Such, sublime and comely images
in mine eager eyes afore, ago)


As the days nascent moon, like a 'bindi'
on your forehead turns towards me, its face,
The twinkling stars are flowers, blithe
showered on you by smiling Lords with grace...
and as Taurus and Orion form your earrings
Grin for whom they now adore
..you smile...and love-songs my mind sings
And ever craves for thine charm and lore


Jealous fairies frown as you claim
the abode of my mind forever
Where thine painting I shall frame
To my mirth and their ire...
Before you, 'Shamed of his dullness.
farewell bid the sad and gloomy Sun
Alone, hid and sank his face
beneath the carpet of the horizon...


'On mine Life's very Last Stanza
Before HE puts the final full-stop, '
My ardour for thine beauty's fiesta...
Is ablaze with a flame of hope.
For you - do live I, say it - and I'll die at your feet
Just tell me, My Unknown Love, - when'll we meet?