your naughty mood
impels the naughty strands
of hair on your fore head
to play with my face
raised upwards to your lips.
silently i watch the
breath getting quicker
until
the thousand monsoons
decide to bathe the earth,
and
the silent banyans
of the land scape
acquise
not to raise a storm without,
for
the storm within is becoming
unmanageable.
..atp..
09.04.2008.
They say when India collided with Asia Tibetan Plateau is formed. This Geographical change had brought Strong Monsoon to this country. They also say ‘History Repeats’ There would have been many Raised lands with such collisions But our gain is not the height but the Monsoon...
silently i watch the breath getting quicker until the thousand monsoons decide to bathe the earth, passion, intimacym thousand monsoons pouring in...... lovely expression.. tony
The inner storm, becomes unmanageable with heightened passion, thousand monsoons decide to bathe the earth- - emotions of restless heart nicely depicted in this beautiful poem.
The image of a restless lover is depicted within the short span of words.Nice write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautiful, powerfuil, passionate. Well done, Aasiq. Don