When Life Meets Life
When Life Meets Life Stream of my life Was flowing along The shores of her destiny, As a wandering soul Joined along my foot-steps Weaving
Life Without You
Once upon a time, My young life was Smitten with a budding dream To spend her entire course, Nestled in the warm shadows Of your fragrant breath!
The Vanishing Glory
The Vanishing Glory Are you hidden, In the blushing lips of The half dreaming, Half smiling flowers… As the source of Their fragrant murmur,
The Peacock Glory
The Peacock Glory Gasping for the Breath of your Sweet presence, My thoughts Toss and turn In the bed of my dreams! Pain like
The Divine Developer
The Divine Developer The awe-struck moon, Is gazing in wonder At its look-alike, Melting in the Clouds of my arms! Finger-tips of my breath,
A Wandering Pain
A Wandering Pain A walking piece Of surreal music, You haunted lanes And by-lanes of Countless souls! Like piece of a Floating dream Breath
Why Not
Why Not “Why do you love me…?” Wondered the heart of my heart! A nameless pain Floating on my distant tear…, Glistened into the answer,
Freedom At Midnight
Freedom At Midnight As a midnight dream Gasps for an utterance, Your eyes tip-toe From one word to another Of my newly born poem,
Symphony of The Nightflower
Symphony of The Nightflower The “Night-flower” is oozing.. With a fountain of heady fragrance.. Ruling every breath of my night.. With music of her infectious
