DEATH IN LOVE !

When moon beams turn into magical words

on  the white  page of my surfing heart

with feather touch of the pen of emotions

churning dark waves of blinding love inside

for the perfect picture and expressions

you are the amazed silhouette

on the wall of the sky

minus all your sizzling dye

with your typical cold looks

roving  your panoramic eye

with the heat of old affection

I know not why  it fights shy

as  I on the balcony of my solitude softly lie

turning  into a speechless, soundless  orphan in dark

who is afraid to sob or  cry

because of the heavy shadows of mountains

that on his tender breast doth  lie

provoking the shadows of true love

to jump  and  momently die !!!

COMP. N COPYRIGHT:

SAROJ K. PADHI/16.07.14

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