Today — I am married to her tear drops

Today —
I am married to her tear drops
Twinkling crimson rays of twilight
Crawling down her soft cheeks.
I make love to them at
The end of day —
When the mighty sun dies
And the moon high above the sky,
When the music is drunk
And each note dances upon the air.
I shake the fading stars
Bang the night
Frenzied my heart in amaze
Listening to the echoing sea shell
And I make love to her
I make love to her tear drops
Cascading in a whirling wind
Of words and phrases.

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Gest for my love

O’ my Goddess,
in your hair-
cryptocrystalline blackishness
pierce deeply the sunshine,
when sway –
light withers
and night invades the day.
On your lips –
twilight deepens to scarlet
like vermilion-
forming in crimson red,
crowns softly your twinkling smile,
when your celestial beauty
lilt an ethereal whisper –
sighs only I hear.
And those eyes –
penetrate my being with such affection,
inebriate gasp in my breath –
your love,
your touch,
your gentle confluence.

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Obscure Alternatives

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Where I chose to reconstruct my very thoughts,
And those became my obscure alternatives where I failed-
To reconcile life and death into one definition. I certainly not
Or never was so much obsessed with life rather I thrown my Self
Onto pile of oblivious state of enigmatic world like myths.
Then I enveloped my sole self into a solitary confinement to-
Meet myself once more but there I altered into nothingness.
My nervous system frayed, then turned into tempered manner,
And my enraged excitement met me in veil of secrecy and my hatred
-roused in the form of abandonment. That was the very moment I began to walk
-leaving life behind. The absolute enmity towards life and the perfection of walking,
Towards my own end in betwixt I hanged. O humans! The vile creature-
Covered into sweet skinny baggage! I discerned your repulsive mannerism,
When fate confronted me with pity eyes and left me to Live-
Amongst you creatures. Therefore I lived again disconnected with-
Life itself to enjoy the enticing offer of unpleasant dreams.
O humans! Do one favor- not to judge my alteration rather enjoy
The enormity of a lost hovering soul.
His core belief may encompass the world one day,
Shadowing you all underneath his hatred.
There I am no more- but my curse may remain upon you . . .

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