Life's Spy....

A deep blue pond,a forest lush
a magic grotto,and someplace afar
a church bell chimes;
amid all this ,ah! would you see
 a crouching nymphette ,
langourous,dreamy and panting still
that  winged psyche of  torrid times

Fabric of her soul, a two toned cloth,
of golden weave and, weft of dross;
her raiment billowing,unfolding
 an  eloquent tale of truth and gloss,
of triumphant moments on wings of toil
of beating hearts ,of throbbing pulses
of blooming blossoms and  withering moss .

Bold in step and a kindred spirit,
fiesty, daring ,with   twinkling eyes
an elfin fay of  childlike joy,
dances tip-tap on rainbow paths
lambent, luminous and so, so coy,
she pauses ,starts, then grim, remembers
her youthful antics....and softly sighs.


She gently sways ,seeking balance
between poetic raptures and peasant toils,
 anguished ,lonely ,speechless stares
at broken  mirrors,at ashen fires,
at unkept dates at voices lost,
forlorn ,aghast ,then softly surrenders
to the heartless squeeze of tightening coils.

Adam .

Hazy memories,choked in thorns
smouldering ashes of yesteryears;
 a lucent fay,a forgotten dream merged
anew,a 'gold- filigree'd form;
rainbow -ribboned,gliding,phaeton-borne
to greet the new Phoenix,
shaking ashes,peeking through
the cob-web of gloom.
New wings of vigor,a vision
for the gamlet eye,to nestle
once again,in the jasmine bower
to bathe in the pearly-dews
of the golden morn.
That  Hadian-clanger, now a distant
sound;new whisperings of
 sweet nothings,to a shadow of the
past.A dream sealed with a fiery kiss,
a promised walk,in the garden
of  eternal bliss.........

Luna......Again !

Art thou then ,O love
that Knight in shining armour ,
wind chiselled ,willowy ,
piercing gaze, a soul-searing touch,
a distant star,standing apart
amidst the worldly din?
Thou ,who dances to earth rhythms ,
soul untainted by human touch,
 wings of hope outsretched
and  promises  an eternity?
Ah ! to drown in that pool of eyes;
to float in the gentle stream of your voice,
that disarming smile, revealing life's secrets,
 words,pouring in a thunderous
roar,piercing symphonies of verses,
raw and savage,far beyond the human ear.
Rich in mind,poor in coin,
a pauper with a midas touch.
And am I once more,
 a forlorn 'Luna' of morphed mind,
 veiled eyed,stealing a glance
at  'Adonis'....spellbonud and entangled
in that silken web;a deep longing to
rest upon a gentle bosom,
spilling  hearts' secret  woes;
lost in minds' labyrinth,
chasing 'luring words of love'.
Pounding heart  swoops and soars,
and ponders....who is this 'Knight'?
a friend?a savior? a destinys' child?
a mortal?or descended from the stars.?
With silent eyes,I bow my head
....in deep supplication;quivering lips
whisper,''You are me and I am you''.

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Every lil gem that herein gleams
is a waltz and a sashay thru innocent dreams.........

The Storm Within

Raw fury unleashed,a potent punch;
giants trembling,lay snapped like twigs,
bending reeds' frenzied dance.
Secure dwellings,open rattlling doors;
frightened babes lay buried...
in consoling bosoms warm.
Jittery beasts,scurrying,whimpering,
in swirling whiteness,eyes blind,
piercing darts of angry winds.
Hapless unstable feet,
frozen wringing hands-pondering,
oh Mother...why quivering with disquiet ,
and,willing for the sanguine calm?

The chip........

My much awaited,"Microchipped"boy
came out, thundering like Zues' bolt;
turned his head with a great frown.
.Why the glaring lights?
turn them off.
I knew he was different the
minute Iset my eyes on him.
What have I done...was my only thought.
Now he is grown,
if only I had known;
slim were the options to send him back.
His night is day,his day is night
pills for food,booze for water,
looking for a constant fight.
A wild mustang....obeys no rules,
body pierced like a sieve,
to any advice-he does not give.
He is his own drummer
dances to his own beat.
A mother's nightmare come true
when will he learn,I  havn't a clue.

The Unknowable

Hennaed hands,wait,amidst
a cacaphony, a mindlessness ,and
hers..a silent ,galloping heart,
a bud like smile,universe in her lap.
Farewells,inhaling  those soothing balms,
an eerie silence,slow tender steps
on a twilight path,a joy,
and,the embrace of the unknown.
Ah! the crimson joys of precious present,
the future fruits.
And, then ,a sidelong glance,
twin darts of desire,entangled,
taut, wiredrawn,
in throbbing timelessness.
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