I Am After That Molten Gold..! Poem by sundaram chandrakalaadhar

i am after that molten gold..!

&

o dear your honeyed words

can no longer hold me

in your sweet clutches-

i am after that molten gold

that floods the eastern gates in early morn-

miss i would otherwise this supreme wealth

and no time whatsoever to divert them

to my craving and starving intellect!

i am on a mad rush to the distant horizon

o my love, while the two sparkling nights

that swim in the great white seas of your eyes

lull me to gentle sleep amidst cosy dreams

this golden explosion shatters me from ignorance

and i am greedy and crazy over it!

must i leave, grieve not, o my dear queen!

-s.chandra kalaadhar