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Apr 2015
It’s a dance of rainbow
When her bangles tilt and twirl
it’s a song of life
when she whispers sweet nothings

the moonlit banks of Bay of Bengal
provide us a perfect place
to unfold the mystery….
Turmeric arrayed Temple steps
in gorgeous Vizag affords us
the abode to realize love….

Love! It smothers me
When I breathe it in!
I cut through the feeling
Only to end up in floating

There my beloved!
Clad in shadow-coloured shyness
smells Love at the end of the passage!
She realizes without my translation

When I hit against time
it consoles me with medicine of Love
after all, I learn to endure the sweet pain
enveloped in a liquid dream

When I look beyond time
Love and time resonance like a couplet
of sweet verse, as sugary as life
Life and love as always, inseparable!
Vizag is a beautiful port city where i was born and bred. I miss Bay of Bengal beach shores and its powerful waves. Its a poem of Love in Rain
Written by
Srinivas Vasudev  Bangalore
(Bangalore)   
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