Monologues of Life

Monologues of life

I converse

a scream of silence echoes in infinite corners

what if, what if not?

burglar questions rob my heart

whilst the world moves constantly

me and my monologues sit in peace and converse quietly…

 

A rage inside, sometimes a storm behind,

a heartfelt emotion or endless passionate musings

how would I, how should I not?

random talks in between

me and my monologues sit hand in hand under the dark

…

A word of respite or phrases of delight,

a sulking feeling or share the ecstatic night

like the flowers dangling on a full moon night

me and my monologues sit and listen to each other

as companions of life

 

A different song

how do I sing a new melody,

of blissful tunes

that wipes old tragedy…

 

in a pitch higher than the rest

on a note different

but the best…

how doth the nightingale weaves

everyday a gorgeous tale…

 

how shall this unsung lore

of love, be

a song of courage…

 

sing along , O humming bird

why doth your voice so vibrate

yeah! I hear the heartbeats

betwixt your sighs

those which reverberate…

 

lets hum , lets pluck

the harmonious strings

tap and dance like a ball

only you and me

on the crust of the earth

O ! chime of the wind serene!

 

 

A Song of heart!

Shreds the veins of the heart

dripping scarlet blood

the piercing words

thy uttered

killing the soft bosom…

 

nurture I the flower of dreams,

crush you with your

crumbled speech

shies away the bud thence,

away from the world so mean…

 

Hitherto to be plucked by the withering time

the moment to perish hasn’t arrived

seasons change in despair

cries the soul in love,profound.

 

Hail ! thy wind

Halt! thy clouds

listen to the wounded core’s shout,

can you absorb the pain and

sing before the Lord!

what should the soul pray for

Peace,Tranquil,or Joy,

Happiness to cherish

or Love from her thou!!!

 

TURKISH DELIGHT OR A SERAPH !

 

 

Seraph , in her disguise

walks amidst the crowded street,

In the lanes of the souq,

Where Turkish lamps lit…

 

Around the corner,was a  shop,

diffused  from where ,the fragrance of incense strong

A perfume of jasmine doused

The restless minds of the bazaar…

She waded quickly through the mob,

Her zardosi robe was kissing the ground since long…

 

A sudden strong gush of wind,

blew her veil

 a glimpse,I saw…

for the heaven too couldn’t hide,

The beauty of the divine …

  Flowing golden cascade of hair,

The mesmerizing dark kohl eyes

 

…

The green sapphire sparkled on her hand

beautiful earrings dangled to kiss the strands

An aura luminous reflected beside

The darkest alley became white and bright…

 

And lo! She flew like an angel,

Vanishing in the group of people,

Impatiently I looked for her,

to have a glance

to feel the breeze,

but the grey clouds moved hurriedly,

covering the radiant moon placidly…

 

 

 

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