Jayita Bhattacharjee

I am love held within the bud in shy,
I am love unfolding with the petals uncurling,
I am rich in a delight so ecstatic.
I am shy as the bud in me- struggles through the cracks.
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I am the fountain of peace, lake of tranquility,
I am the lips of blooming youth,
I am the wine of soul and rose of nature's bosom,
I am the glimpse of beloved through amorous eyes.
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I am the dawn that breaks a light,
I am the gold that spreads the riches,
I rise from night to light,
I shine from dust to glow,
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I see compassion in your eyes,
And I wonder,
What agony has taught you such tenderness?
I see kindness in your soul,
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In the temple of sacred devotion in my heart,
I light a burning lamp of enlightenment;
In the depths of my soul,
The commingled oil yearns to seek thy vision.
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The flowering of love blossoms in the lap of celestial bliss,
The drops that rain from earth's lips,
The awakening that emerges from heaven shaken rumbling,
Our soul bursts in that garden of joy in a blithesome spirit,
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Seeing You look at Me this way,
causes My soul to leap, in a dancing delight,
and give of, what I too have been feeling, all this time.
Your eyes hold the light, that is rising from the moon of this night.
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Poetry that paints a portrait in words,
Poetry that spills the bottled emotions,
Gives life to the feelings deep inside,
Breaks through all the times wept,
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The thoughts, the emotions, the desires and the dreams,
That live coiled and curled, somewhere deep inside,
At times struggle in secrecy, to find the release,
That speaks of a beauty to reveal the face of life,
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The words that fly,
From the lips to the sky.
The glee that sings,
From the rim to the core.
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I am the soul sky of mingling spirits,
I am the running stream of compassion,
Flowing in abundance;
The sun of eternal soul light,
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I am the river that flows across the stumbling stones,
I am the soul who sings my silence,
At times in the lullabies of spring
At times in the running delight of a brook.
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O' life whose great sea in ebb and flow,
in whose waves I hear the roar,
The call of life that breaks on shores,
from moment to moment,
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The words that spill out of passion,
Upon every page of a thirsting heart,
The words that flow out of a surging sea,
As the dam broke in a heart's earnest calling,
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The seeking that will answer the call,
To begin in life, you must fall,
For in such a fall, rises your searching,
For an emotion, where lies the birth
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The moment that breaks in emotions,
The moment that sees a dawn in rise,
As the light spreads its gold in sky,
Such is the moment, when new beginnings
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Into each heart, some pain weeps somewhere,
Into each soul, some words lie unspoken,
Into each life, some story stays unsaid,
But the moment dawns, the agony cracks,
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The sadness that hangs in air in the autumnal winds,
Part of you that dies with every falling leaf,
As the branches go bare in the cold, wintry winds.
Seems like the ground is covered with a crust of brown dead leaves.
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You and I meet the way, earth meets the sky,
To feel an emotion that arises from an aching need,
The ache that feels the deepest sore,
In depths unfathomed amidst the sea of heart.
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As the memories gather on my lips, a song escapes in the air,
May this be the journey, from my pen to those years.
May you return to the moments etched deep across my heart,
So, I may paint those seasons with feasting rich colors.
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