Reverberating Silence...

To lengthen a Life, like this, I feel horrible! To break this shell and fly away I feel quite elated! 'This wall- Is it of a womb or a tomb?!' - I flutter within.

Blue depth-endless! Hug me, into your dreams- Like a blue mermaid! Your thrilled ecstasies Your maddening sighs! Love, let me add!   Just a leap, then - Freedom With quivering hands waiting! There, in depth, life pulses When breathless love whirls.   Playing on my hair, You, a fragrance near. Enters my vein And in me keeps pain. That tiny pearl inside Pumps a slender flow Streams through the red soil Searching the end in endless!

A peak moment, I want Those trees and leafy twigs poke inside As this light, which, now- Corrodes me slowly. My magic men on mossy wall Still play their transmigration But I’m bored! A peak moment, I unheard- A ‘Sylvia’ and her ‘Electra-oven’. I tried, to overcome- The simplest ‘KCN goldsmiths’ Parallel lines drawn on chirking bed, A taut rope among leafy whispers- ‘Maniacs or phobiacs?’- Question- But I’m getting- A peak moment, head- Nodding as an idiot-I felt absurd! Placed it on my front legs Like a cat, just to sleep- While thinking a mischief to commit. There are holes, always on sides Through one I thought a dog- Outside, wearing only freedom! This peak moment, I wish All outside collapse in a wild crash A devilish excitement, But, that too won’t work! I know, there’s a side opened-ever, An escape from cubes The seventh side Still unseen!

Dead; Then, I walked along woods- In merry moods of pain. Lone, narrow, with yellow rustles- The winding fairy serpent! Long evening shadows- Tattooed thin curves-her charm! All saffron covered, in cool sunlight. Hollow birds screamed above I know, I didn’t hear.   Withered smell- Of lovable, dreamable night With sad ravished stems- Wild jasmines; I’m sure! Buzzing drops somewhere Nauseous- As tongue’s sad remembrance! Small happy darknesses sprouting From the roots of pining ivies... Before that, my next death- With this yellow golden drop. On her orangeness, I kiss On black split-tongue, I lick- hisses! And then white sharpness inside On its edge, my nectar The dangling drop with- World upside down!

  Blue island of those silent dreams Lonely- In the middle of a sapphire sea; Under the shadow of a deep sky; Only the light of a silver moon; Feels ghostly, bluish; But lovely!

I felt their calm length- As gloomy mountain hairpins Sharp edge thrilled into- Deep, velvet rainforest!   An old marble floor-with Gazal-dripping goblets and maids, A battle rained outside- lone! All I heard, a soft breath murmur. In glacier deserts Igloo caves frozen Over the small lamp and me; Only the flame trembled.   Once lone neighbours in air Whispered (me) of their death; Their clouds hovered But like shelter-less nostalgia! Next, I was an escaped, I ran and ran and ran- They chased on to decapitate- But never!   Once in a sugar cane field We worked, and her voice I couldn’t hear, but felt Just only felt! And we were on a road She vanished, as I turned To see only a leaf rustled! An orphan smile hung on.   The train ran along steppes A lone wind rippled over grass But that vast sea- I never felt.   Now, suddenly, In this desert of Mars- My infinite loneliness! I scream to change dream: On a white desert- A lone letter crawls Try to catch-

Down there - town’s flow Evening passes in stumbling rush.   ‘A noisy river of bubbles’ She loved as if to me. I felt but more like flood. Gloom was spreading around us. She smiled: ‘I’ll dive into.’ I didn’t smile- a breath apart. So, silent she dived into - alone. One more bubble, violet?- Indiscernible. Now I blink at the blue thickens: Was really one with me? Weren’t I alone?- No remembrance, An ecstasied amnesia- Still shadows spreading over.   Me, jus’ wanna dive Evanescent love at hesitation, Frozen moment,- airy heaven! Then, glide down’n’ flow- Back to the shade of yellow lamp!

The room is fable with double ending. Smiles here, traffic signals mere. There gentles sit To lie themselves, acting fancies. And some starving- To see day dreams. An old spits to feed his ants Another loves his lambs, But knows all to butchers. Ladies lost their lateral looks, One plays with; Deemed it dragonflies. In roaring sea dumb drops died many! Our castles, Just in cards, know now. And me; buried in air-open eyed; Mourns, within heart-laughs!

Enigma More and more enigma: The red froth over the green, And dark shadow structures... The blind palm-hands Feeling for something In the air, In the tempest of bright light. Light overflows from Boundaries of each object Like a viscous liquid.

A fragrance, just for once- Never breathe again; Once - when swinging On the stem - tender; Never again!

A tiny flame, there Among amorphous shadow-phantoms A dangling drop of love just and alone- Floating over a dark distance. Solitude, there longing I see her feverish love Fluttering in gentle breeze. My pain, just flown out And has joined her in that pale air. In their sweet enchanting dreamy revel My soul embraces soft trembling warmth Lamp flickers; dies in thrill Into the latent fancy- Of two molten soul.

Fast, fast, river flows. I live a sad moment When I see An empty park bench, Painted fresh in an Orange evening love.

i heard whispers, in deep silence- before the tempest of light .