shveta sahal Poems

When the Head is squeamish, the Body languishes,
When the Eye is frail, the Vision enervates,
When the Hand is shaky, the Guidance wobbles,
When the Leg is languid, the Journey sickens,
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My heart dreams and dreams ostensibly,
Of a clover hut among the woods,
Distant from the scrambling city,
Abutting green precinct of nature,
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Constant chatter of raindrops on the window sill
Provoke the cinched playful child within
Providing sail to long forgotten paper ships
Essence to the mutilated pulse
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Just when she was lowest on confidence,
Just when she had lost all sense,
Just when everything looked doomed,
Just when life had zoomed….
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Want to kiss the azure sky,
Feel the dew on the Pansy shy,
Listen to the lullaby of the butterfly,
And watch the moon peacefully lie…
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We both felt the same tides, U as Pearl, I as Pebble
We both covered the same sky, U as Sun, I as Dove
We both experienced the same temple, U as God, I as weakling....
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Arguments would be inane if only wise chanted
Woods would be silent if only best Bird sang
Ocean would be forlorn if only white pearls perched
Gardens would succumb if only crimson blossomed
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What is it that you etched on skin?
Inking transcended beyond just surface
Entrancing luscious fervor
Affliction that left flustered
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Am I just another wilderness
For you to wander,
Tantalizing redolent Lily
Beguiling girdling fetid stench,
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Who hankers for placid moorings?
Let the brook inundate the body
Souse the soul, beyond the drift...
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