The springs of my eyes
Glared my sight and in silence -
He walked away

When the holy water of cognizance, washes your mind clean
And the delightful fragrance of faith, ingrained your intellect
Then the nature blissfully give you her magic wand of life
And crown you in the kingdom where the wise sanguinely follows

Again I barred her
From peeping in my blanket-  
Winter is naughty

blame and curse on him
for her son's forgotten coat -
innocent rain God

Long lost stars of sky
Still staring at us and gleam -
Like beloved dead

I'm the two year old
With white hair and wrinkly skin-
Mother's eyes' magic

stern King of days and
sensuous Queen of nights
of Heavenly kingdoms
mating in the sky  
staring above is not wise -
as they may get shy