poet Ayni Poet

Ayni Poet

How A Poem Comes To Life?

On a winter noontide
A lost poet adulates a discreet muse,
Memories of a foggy romance
Closed in a bottle of perfume
Release a dim smoke,
The frozen sun hangs under a tree trunk,
Spreading scents and purple lines,
Something sets like a dead heart,
Bored of light.

The streets dreams of warm rain
Agelid hands stroke an unknown shoulder,
Gliding very slowly,
As giving up a sick expiration.

A new horizon like an embossed paper
Cracks and opens,
Hope races again, wading the arid
As camels in the desert.

Absence in a longing heart,
Coldness of a stranger's look,
A bansuri flute playing for a flash of joy,
These are things which move a poem,
In a mandala, circling around
Heavens and hells
Of the flaky souls.

Topic(s) of this poem: beauty, life, poetry

Poem Submitted: Monday, April 2, 2018
Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 10, 2019

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  • Anil Kumar PandaAnil Kumar Panda (4/3/2018 7:18:00 AM)

    'Absence in a longing heart,
    Coldness of a stranger's look,
    A bansuri flute playing for a flash of joy,
    These are things which move a poem, '.. is absolutely true. A beautiful poem indeed. Strong imagery. Thanks for sharing.10+++

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  • Kumarmani MahakulKumarmani Mahakul (4/2/2018 5:13:00 AM)

    Gliding very slowly from a new horizon towards a new realm a poem beautifully comes in life and shines on a\page of a paper...10

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