Jayakumar Jrain Poems

Never ending wet road.
kissing the rainwater and clay.
The air was chill,
the Ash color clouds hang low.
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she is wearing a printed head scarf.
she is a poet of the ocean, you're a poet of the wind.
New day comes again.
poet writing table pen, paper and Reading Glasses
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waiting a nude model
Painting the same landscape again
sensitive model in green
poet loves a painting.
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turquoise blue in cave
I am in cave blue naked body.
Black crystals upon the walls
night comes near.
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she is a moving wind.....beautiful long hair
Tonight, we're the sea and the rhythm there.
The waves and the wind and night are black.
Tonight, we're the scent of your long black hair.
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In the black night
On the wings of tomorrow
blade deep within my heart.
a cold June's nightfall
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my long dark night
this silence is my destiny.
When the night comes to you
Walking over troubled water
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black raven night
silent black cool wind
Another bleak and rainy night
black long Indian hair
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moonlight shadow.
light in a silvery night.
Shadows glaring
Denying the darkness
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She can be tenders as leaves and flowers.
She can fill colour in your life.
Long red printed banaras saree
To paint the picture of your dreams.
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