Discords everywhere, discords all the time
Disabled princesses of music
Grotesque faces of witches in a world of melody,
Flagrant specks afraid to soar up to heaven..
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Footprints on the sand
Sitting on the window sill, I strained my ears
To hearken the voice of your treads.
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The radiant glow is only on the lips,
Inside the mind, is utter gloom of melancholy.
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Heavy rains… It's raining helter- skelter!
Unable to see beyond the courtyard;
Hardly hear anything other than the clatter..
Like pelting, on a tin roof.
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Unseen dreams and fantasies
Are magnificent and awe inspiring,
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You came as a fairy entering excitedly
Through the enchanting door of rainbows.
The orchids in my soul, blossomed
In the rapture of that maiden love.
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How strange is the platform of life
That exists with an origin unknown
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What made us to call a flower love. that withers
When it is only half unfurled?
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I can hear the painful groans
Even while I am laughing loudly, in regalement.
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Petals of the heart hold in its hues,
The pigment of sexuality.
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This road is lonely; not a soul around.
The sky looks so majestic, with all its possession.
Your memory is filling me with all its opulence;
Then I saw a star weeping up there, glimmering,
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Will the thirst in the heart be quenched,
By merely looking into each other’s eyes?
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Why
The quill of Vatsyayana that wrote Kama sutra
Depicted the human heart as a quiver, holding
The arrows of Cupid, ever ready to shoot,
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I forgot to tell you, my beloved
I forgot to tell you my love
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Blogger.Regularly publish in Blogspot.com.Have published 475 Poems in English, and 73 in Malayalam, since June 2007.This is my pastime. Solitary Reaper! Have very good faith in human relations.The theme of my poems is LOVE. Love...That is the strongest of human emotions, and perpetual; (lasting through your re-births. Indian Hindu belief) . If you really love someone in your life as your beloved, you may find my poems worthwhile reading. After all 'Poetry is an echo asking a shadow to dance.')
Discords....
Discords everywhere, discords all the time
Disabled princesses of music
Grotesque faces of witches in a world of melody,
Flagrant specks afraid to soar up to heaven..
You have become a discord, a dissonance;
I am already existing as an insipid discord.
Helpless voices emanating from eternal grief
Vain dreams and hopes soaring up in you and me,
Also develop into added disharmony.
We are only meek, indistinct throbs
Out of a guitar of life, aroused yesterday
In the vamping by fingers in agony
By the unknown musician TIME..