Will you embrace me my love
In the wee hours of dark
While shimmers the thousand stars in sky
the flower of soul unfurls with fragrance
breeze gets sonorous , redolent gets heart….
Can you hear the random rumblings inside
As my veins burn and whine
The blood floweth and speaks of you
Pain is mutual, whether you share
Or keep mime…
©Soumya
That which is redolent and flows
from one end to other
the source of life and love
which rejuvenates
fragrance of soul
essence of love
is precious.
when will the season change
how shall the colours transform
wrath of weather
and so the fall
beauty I perceive and accept
grace I acknowledge and realize
yet difficult is the terrain
hold my hand, O my lord !
when storms blur the path
waves erode the rocks
patience ,I silently rear
in my casket of faith
when turbulences prolong
...
©Soumya
Indefinite , infinite is the call
hope of a dawn that illuminates the darker
though the distance had been farther
and path too difficult
that golden shine which peeps
from behind life's silhouette
speaks as an augur
here shall arrive
the momentous moment
when reap thou shall
sowed seeds of faith
to that voice of inner conscience
auspices
the soul in trust & vigour.
©Soumya
this endless walk
through lanes of life
picking pebbles, throwing at the flowing brook
climbing mountains to dream of the faraway clouds
gazing at stars and whispering them of the heart
dying every day with incessant struggles of survival
and counting breaths in between
pausing to think of your name
pulsating on your notes
yearning of blissful moments
the solitude sings melodies of
being together
to etch new horizons of love...
©Soumya
what do I wish where do I walk amidst the ferns or over the rocks randomly I wander what doth I seek happiness - a mystery contentment - a big game sadness becomes the landlord, sometimes smiles rent the hall brushing cheeks with tears of agony or sometimes no reason to weep skies embrace and stars kiss my wall overwhelmed heart skips and skids in ecstasy this season let us travel to find ourselves amongst all. ©soumya
when strings like gossamer hold and entangle
in between the soul oscillates and dangles
to scot free from earth , to flee to astral
while getting the impeccable sprinkles of divine conjecture’
amidst the push and pull
with the force of centrifugal
churns the spirit
essence of evolution.
They nv’r learnt to rest
The untiring pair stood everywhere –
in corridors, in queue
struggling for survival
even in nights, beside the bed
burdened with duty, the lonesome pair
They surprise
shock
smile over and share
“Tis our dedication” ,spoke the duo very clear
filling the corridors with resonance
proclaiming their presence
I unfailingly rest for few hours
While the pair of energetic legs stand forever
this time the ink has dried like my spring of feelings parched over time and ages season seems frigid buds remain unbirthed flowers seem withered stagnant is nature nothing changes arid becomes heart tongue becomes voiceless agony is the new me pain is the new name. ©Soumya
