158.Perpetual Uncertainty Poem by rajagopal haran

The last mantra
Remaining undelivered
Whisper of my lips
Lost in the tornado of love
Deserted by the sands of your heart
Try to quench my soul
With the cries of the rain
The roots deep inside your bosom
Watered by thy warm kisses
Something unique on earth!

Voice of my spirit
Muffed by your smile
Now hidden by distance
Deep secret to me only
Arrested by your breath
A gasp for a call
Switched off for ever
Lifeline is down?
Not to be shared aloud
Singing under my tongue!

This wandering vagabond
Day dreaming throughout night
Drifted far apart from the sleep
Climb up your disregard
Tracing hard the scent you have left
Try to unlock the unspoken riddle
Start my long wait for the spring
Till my love bloom permeates
And hoist my love
On the mast of your soul!

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