Abhay Vignesh Liginlal


Love Of Ekalavya, The Poet - Poem by Abhay Vignesh Liginlal

Yours is the face etched deep in my dreams
Your anklets jingle haunting my twilight hours,
Yours is the voice which echoes in the background of my memories
Your bangles whisper softly lulling me to sleep,
Yours is the presence which keeps reviving me from death
Your anklets and bangles unite in chorus to wake me up at dawn,
Yours is the name which is hidden in the depth of all my poems
Your eyes daze me with your every stare,
Yours is the love which is hidden as a question mark in all my dreams
Your every utterance blinds me with renewed hope,
Yours is the radiance which engulfs my dull days with zeal
Your ever fancy adds the colour of purpose to my talents,
Yours is the form which binds me under a supreme spell
Your world is an island marooned from mine;
Bid me o female Dronacharya
This poet Ekalavya is ready to slice his fingers and tongue
For your Arjuna.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 1, 2010


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