The flames!

Ravishing, the tender filaments ,

those which tie the twin souls

often swayed which

in  breeze of amor

dipped in pool of sacred nectar…

unraveling the knots of past and present

which were long forgotten

vis a vis ,the flames of destiny

burning on the candle of verve …

Flap the wings harder !

 

What’s next, cries the heart

which colour of sky shall

the eyes perceive,

 wrath of scarlet or

peaceful azure…?

 

flees the life of soul

faraway in the lap of hills,

in dense forests ,

lost in green…

where a ray of light cannot pierce

how would you find me,

world,

here I hide

amidst the woods unknown,

better than

 lives seen…

 

In dark,I won’t shiver,

although the eeriness  will echo

crickets, bees, wild beasts

in their kingdom I roam.

 

none to rule, or proclaim

my clipped wings hurt in pain

years in the cage golden ,

stripped my strength

I wish to fly again…

Here I come

free I soar,

flap the wings harder , O soul!