You kill my feelings - I can't escape
You're my touchstone
You fill my sack -With empty tears
You the reality - Illusive materiality
You scare my joyful dreams
1994
Immature ecstasy, painful slumber
Adamant muses, shackles thunder
Fathomless pathos, profuse sorrows
Frail sparrows, Hapless tomorrows
Oh! my little honey colored eye
Absorb them all
Vanquished appendage
Store them all to know
"Life is a catastrophe
With chaos of passion"
But it is just a jest to my misty sense
Thinks of heaven where no pretense
Passages from reality to whimsical world
Dogmatic voice to pragmatic word
Caprice to practice they differ a lot
Sinuous roads but all in one plot
Universe in me I reflect to universe
......... to be contd
1994
Love blurred with vicissitudes fume
Life imbued changed to vapid resume
]No blame no claim not even ignominy
I gutted my feelings to get the shay
Let my materialistic monster loose to stray
Literally I died but it is mundane sway
No condolences please, it is my hey day
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