Warm World Poem by Praveen Kumar in Celestial Glow

You're sweet lake in my barren world,
You're warm spring in my frozen world,
You're sunshine in my gloomy world,
The power of hope in the fast losing field.

Come, my flame, you light my dreams,
Change nightmares to sweet bright dreams,
Light my path with unfailing hopes,
Show me how to reach where joy keeps.

You're cool bower where I rest in peace,
You're subtle spell that fills me in fragrance
Of lust, sensual desires to spread my wings
To fly high in sky of wild plays and songs.

You're magical wand that thresh all gloom,
That fills bubbling spirit, makes me a game;
You rush in wild rolls of endless colours
And lift me to sky with tsunami's features.

Sensual you're to senses that kept alert,
Yet, grace, elegance and silence in knot,
That stirs my soul to unquenchable thirst
To indraught and infuse deep to my spirit.

You made barren world a glowing bower,
You made withered straw a blooming flower,
You brought bright spring to frosty winter,
Sprinkled new hopes all over for future.

You made my life worthwhile to live,
Brought it rare glow of immortal love;
A niggard at soul, never enjoyed to give,
I found my goal in act of love and give.

You're the sail that moves me forward,
You're spur that stopped moving wayward;
You gave me goalpost, an object of desire,
Life is huge void without this fierce fire.

It's nature's trick to keep you so away,
So that all life endlessly I endeavour;
I stretch my hand to grab on the way,
You slip, and I try again for the sway.