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    Thursday, April 22, 2010

    For the love of a young monk .....



    I have tried for long to
    capture you in words,
    within the periphery of my poetry
    but each time
    synonyms and metaphors
    fall short;
    the alliterations ring hollow and
    my tryst with poesy
    sounds as concave as all those times
    when I would put a dislodged forlorn eyelash
    on my palm and blow it to the wide
    with a secret dream;
    for you are vaster than my imagination
    loftier than my longing
    to be-shackle you
    within the perishable boundaries;
    for you are my azure sky and you are
    my eternity!

    My words breathe oxygen
    and ooze out blood
    but your silence more poignant
    in its depth, speaking volumes
    and I lose myself completely
    in your compelling wordless ness!
    And when you talk for hours together
    with all your passionate ideologies,
    I would again be lost in the
    silent love making of your eyes!

    Even when alone, you
    rouse a multitude all around me,
    and being in a crowd, you
    carve a private space
    intimate and distance-dissolving.
    Every time I long to hold
    your pain in my palm
    like a precious pearl
    with all my reverence,
    but it rained last night
    and you had allowed the divine power
    to fill in your void and
    I fall in love
    for your sense of equilibrium.

    I see the burning desire in your eyes
    and my limbs melt like spent wax,
    I remain caught in that boyish charm of your
    sparkling white laughter for thousand years.
    I want to touch your chest
    with trembling fingers, I would be fascinated
    by that dimpled grove beside your lips
    and would yearn to escape and hide behind
    the strength of your arms forever;
    yet with an easy nonchalance you
    rise above, and urge me to lift my soul
    far beyond,
    and I comprehend a connection,
    a bond with you not just for future
    but one that started earlier than the past,
    before birth and
    even before the death.

    My young monk, you come to me
    with your melted bronze eyes
    and I discard obligation, familial ties
    like a pair of torn and tattered old shoes.
    I begin to breathe you in my lung,
    I begin to have you in my pulsating veins
    I begin to throb you in my beating heart
    I do not love you yet I begin to live you
    in my life!


    Posted by Celestial Dreamz

    8 comments:

    Shashi Kalyani said...

    Thatz more than just love.....

    April 23, 2010 at 10:47 AM
    Celestial Dreamz said...

    yes Shashi .. it indeed is more than just love .. thank you for the read.

    August 25, 2010 at 10:44 PM
    Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson Barry said...

    well expressed emotions.
    love your imaginations demonstrated here.

    Happy Potluck!

    A++

    February 14, 2011 at 7:40 PM
    Words Asunder said...

    this speaks very loud heartfelt words..well written and emotional.

    February 14, 2011 at 11:17 PM
    Anonymous said...

    Great fascination depicted here... Love the way you started this one: 'I have tried for long to
    capture you in words...'
    so poetical!

    February 15, 2011 at 2:06 AM
    Celestial Dreamz said...

    Morning, Words Asunder, magdalenahermanstories, thank you all.

    February 15, 2011 at 11:57 AM
    Shashidhar Sharma said...

    Beautiful work and I enjoyed it a lot.. thanks for sharing...

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/01/whispers-emptiness-and-soul.html

    February 15, 2011 at 4:39 PM
    Anonymous said...

    your command of english is wow! i needed to improve mine haha- here's my potluck.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/05/11/happily-tied/

    February 15, 2011 at 8:10 PM

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