To the mind, the heart, the soul of this man,
Whose thoughts in verse like rivers ran,
In wine of words, you are entwined,
A muse that lifts the weary mind.

Imagine, then, your regal grace,
Noble, tender, in every trace,
A beauty rare, both bright and pure,
Enchanting, splendid, and so demure.

Divine you are, beyond compare,
A vision formed from heaven’s air.
Your elegance, a perfect art—
You are the beat that stirs my heart.

O' heart, you've made my soul both restless and weak,
Yet I cherish this sweet ache and her generosity, unique.

For me, this world of existence is now pure bliss,
Her gentle, beautiful words—these are what I miss.

Those enchanting eyes have seized my very soul,
Her stunning gaze has left me beyond control.

O' heart, may her love’s fragrance endure forevermore,
Guide me onward through this wondrous, yearning tour.

Perhaps these are but fleeting dreams of my affection,
Yet they taste like nectar, divine in its perfection.

O' heart, may her sweetness of love within me stay,
This unique suffering shall never fade away.

Like a hidden malady, endless and unkind,
May this linger, until my soul ascends, refined.

Her final moments have set my heart’s fire ablaze,
Afflictions endure, for this is the torment I crave.

O’ Thou, if You unveil Yourself before thee,
What a merciful moment, a fleeting eternity,
In that moment, all that is,
Would dissolve into the oneness of bliss.

Oceans would rise,
Not as waves, but as divine sighs,
Dancing in Your intoxication,
Lost in the ecstasy of creation.

Every heart would pour,
Like a sea with no shore,
For in Your presence, the self dissolves,
And only love in pure form evolves.

Thy gaze, O’ how mystic it would be,
An eye that sees both You and me,
Beyond form and time’s illusion,
A timeless truth, in perfect fusion.

In Your glance, the secret unfurls,
The infinite wisdom of hidden pearls,
O’ Thou, if You unveil Yourself,
The universe would be but Your mirror,
Reflecting the beauty of your pure self.

In the whisper of Your being, we hear,
The silence where all wisdom is clear,
Where the seeker and the sought become one,
And the heart beats to the rhythm of the sun.

O’ Thou, in Your unveiling, there is no fear,
Only the absence of the ‘I’ drawn near,
And in that sacred space we find,
The truth that has always lived within our mind.

For You are the lover, the Beloved, the flame,
We are but sparks, seeking the same,
And in Your unveiling, we see the divine,
As the soul’s journey merges with the sublime.

As the sun sets in colours divine,
I’m bathed in your love, eternally mine.
A fragrance, a beauty, a blissful refrain,
In your love, I bloom again and again.

Brevity
So treasured
As if a soul could be measured

Finally back to my womb,
to the ocean of my gestation,
the peace of my creation

Old bones,
and the supple space between each.
Sleep now, they beseech,
such parts unknown
only dreams may reach

Let thy love be the fire that consumes my core,
A flame so sacred, I thirst for more.
Shape me, form me in thy perfect grace,
Until only You remain, in my heart, in this space.

O' Divine, may thy light within me burn,
Until to thy love, I always return.
Melt my will, my mind, my being,
In thy presence, all else is fleeting.

Grant me wisdom, pure and divine,
To see with heaven's eye, and through love, align.
Let my soul be guided by thy sacred way,
And in thy light, may I forever stay.

They hold the truth without a word,
A melody deep, yet never heard.

In their depth, my heart finds rest,
For in those eyes, I see love’s quest.

Her eyes, a tale of stars that gleam,  
Whispering softly through a dream.  

Adorable gestures, like the breeze,  
A dance that puts the heart at ease.  

Her smile, a glow of radiant light,  
Turning dark to pure delight.  

Dazzling beauty, like the dawn,  
A visage fair as morning’s yawn.  

Her words, so sweet, like music flow,  
In every syllable, love doth grow.  

A melody, soft with tender grace,  
That lingers sweet in time and space.  

Her pose, so fair, a sight divine,  
A sculpted form, in perfect line.  

The world doth bow to her sweet sway,  
A dream made real in bright display.  

Her presence warm as summer’s sun,  
A force that bids all hearts to run.  

Like flame that burns, yet leaves no trace,  
She fills the air with gentle grace.  

In her gaze, a universe untold,  
A beauty bright, both pure and bold.  

Each movement soft as whispered prayer,  
A perfect form beyond compare.  

In her light, all shadows cease,  
She is the muse, the soul's release.  

Her elegance, both fierce and kind,  
A rarest treasure the world doth find.  

Her love, so pure, divine and rare,  
A heaven’s touch beyond compare.  

A tender force that heals and mends,  
A love eternal, that never ends.  

In her embrace, the world feels right,  
A love that sparkles soft as night.  

Heaven’s grace in every glance,  
A love that calls the heart to dance.