Stars & Moon


Timidly  the moon moved

from behind the clouds

Peeping for a while

then secretly  singing aloud

“where art thou”?

It sang the song of separation

A tale of  memories stacked and stored in minute cages

of the golden heart.

Melancholy and romance dissolved

in the mood of  its birth,

perplexed watching the flow of time

and awaiting for destined moment of life.

Stars of galaxy ,

twinkling in the Milky way

live & thus survive.

©Soumya

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SCARLET


And  numb …under the orchid

I had awaited your steps since dawn

here you return …when the sun is about to set

When forgotten are promises

Lost are desires ,buried under the soil

The urge has vanished

and I motionless & still

stare at you…

The sun sets with a dab of crimson. It was all scarlet like my blood.

 

©Soumya

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Isn’t that the world we dreamt?


Isn’t that the world we dreamt

loving daisies and tulips smiling

few stars to count in the bare open sky of a sleepless night

while the moon peeped and stared at our clumsiness and laughter

and the waves of Adriatic would caress the symphony of our souls in pleasure

Won’t that be the astral world of ecstasy

blissful and non pragmatic

divine and perpetual in nature?

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The walk


The hanging branches of orchids which yearn to droop

And reach me

How enchanting they appear and soothing while their petals brush against my cheek

Isn’t the path where I step barefooted embrace my feet into its heart deep

While the nostalgic air brings sense of belonging to my traveling soul

Which remains awake for nights before it finally rests to sleep

Doesn’t the echoing bells of a temple nearby thud my core ,whence I vibrate with

my pulse dancing to the cosmic lore

will n’t I be teary eyed when overflows my core with emotions inexplicable and words get lost

in the forest where I travel

they like the new born leaves shy ,sometimes shiver as the dried aged ones do before they die

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I know not the change
 nights long or the sweating day's pain
Is it the moon’s peeping game
or the wildflower’s fragrance putting
Samsara to shame?
the flow of time and course
alters abruptly and ceaselessly moves
sometime letting the scarlet dusk
embrace me or often
 leaving the stars in jealousy
while the dewy drops sparkle
I await
momentous fancies dreaming of being real
on the sandy shores 
when our intertwining fingers and seashells will play.

©Soumya
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“Tangles of Jealousy”


oh ! the tangles of jealousy,

where doth they drive one

into

the dark cave of hatred and false ecstasy…

how the heart like a chameleon turns

red ,sometimes bitter green…

Oh ! narrow minded alleys of such hearts

beware, thy happiness is momentary.. for

love in drops of divine

immaculate and selfless

is eternal and endless…

blossoms which on every perch is life

while moss forms on stagnant minds…

Try  ways

and acts

O! jealousy!

thy face will always be  decked

with superficial jewels

and a clear heart

will bejewel truth for serenity

©Soumya V

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“Forgotten”


Where hath thou vanished in the blue
no shadow,no silhouette , neither can I see you
silent,quiet where doth you sit
under the blossomed tree of love,I await…
Is my fragrance lost , or my dreams fake,
where hath you gone dear,
Here, I await…
The moon radiant tonight smiles at me
did you not know, I await to see thee?
come back, O! muse,
here I await,
there is still time to bid adieu
from this heart, my mate!

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