*Something calm
Something soothing
Vigorous dark
Surrounds smoothing.
Tonight in evil clutches
There caged my sense,
Like pigeon’s first flight
My swift and dense delight.
All stars having their query
Twinkles like murmuring together
As if they recall my past hours
Fairy Venus twinkles to me some more.
You are not a bard in conscience,
You were never fair in Love remarks
Reckon follies of your worthy mind,
Find your heart in flames and sparks .
Fair Moon chide me not,
No guilty am I but that love knot
That early lost the strength
I lost there my lot in affections.
Here lay I, in torturing sea shore
In slopes of tough pebbles,
Frequent thoughts or blustering bubbles!
I glared you constant Venus
Constant with swollen eye *****
In Midnight flow of sea or tears!
Until you fade away from my sight
Until its orange sun light
Until that chirping diverges my mind.*
-Anurag A. Sharma
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 3:48 AM UTC
*Mute Nature
But I hear you,
Your smooth silence
Mute Nature.
When a mass of dews from a leaf
Awakens your calm and vast surface,
I do listen your naughty ripples
Walk around to the banks of lake.
When a lover in beloved’s praise
Hail you loud in mountain ways,
I do stay there waiting
To listen your every echo whenever raises.
When warm air gets your leaf
To lose its withered root,
Though its falling sounds very mute
I do hear there her separation grief.
I hear all fish locking their lips
And swans in pond waving thin throats,
I found a place of deep peace sips
Soothing to my eyes where snowy couple floats.
Oh when you rain,
My homeland covers a blissful layer
Of fragrant soil and water’s blend
Then you adds your chilling winds
That touch and pass through my nostrils
Like I just feel your real incense.
You are mute, Nature
But I hear you,
Your smooth silence
Mute Nature.*
-Anurag Sharma
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 3:42 AM UTC
*We die embracing
If the injustice throws
One of us engraved.
We die each other facing
Your eyes and long brows
My painful moments would be saved.
Though this is unworthy killing
There might some honor
Heaven's angles seek
Perhaps after decades our relics
May find on earth some honor
In temples chime
And in every flight of dove
There may shelter
Our Love happy happy Love.*
_ANURAG
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 3:29 AM UTC