Thursday 22 January 2015




IN LOVE

I know you’re smiling at me in a new mirror
in that very cute smile of those sunflowers
from whose shiny petals the Sun gets born
in a flash out of their wide dreaming eyes
every morn, as their thoughts to you turn ;

miracles melt into simple everyday belief
bringing an end to all ordinary, worldly grief
as clouds of ‘kajal’ shortly darken the sky
of the world under the lids of your deep eye
offering a sunny drizzle of love from above ;
with what an end to my soft, silent sigh
for always in your sweet thoughts to lie !

It seems there is no end to your rising dreams
as the wind weaves sands of mosaic desires
into arts of vibrant love, on the growing shores
of our love’s singing seas, opening secret doors-

deep into the fathomless bottom of a strange quiet
where moments of eternity are in a primordial wait .

@ copy right : saroj k. padhi/ 23.01.15

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