|| my silence ||

No No destructive effort

will disfigure words

inscribed on my heart

Even in their absence

my heartbeat 

shall hear the meaningful

echo of words

The days will

have no horizons

no mornings

no evenings

songs of love

will dissolve

in birdsong

and will awaken you

to attain your being

In their cooing

will echo songs

of longing

no dew ...

no sound ...

only my silence

to fill the endless void.

|| scent of love ||

for the bliss of your breath

i make the wind read

the letter of your voice

i make the trees read

the letter of your voice

and become one with your being

i make the sun read

the letter of your voice

and live the warmth of your love

i make the clouds read

the letter of your voice

and snuggle in your promising embrace

my eyes descend

into the mirrors

of the pores of your

reflection

from your intoxicating
as mahua blossoms words

i inhale the scent of love.

|| your words are registered ||

words

speak not only outside

but also inside

in fact

they open up inside

before speaking outside

sometimes inside the intellect

sometimes deep inside the mind

self-conversation

before any external conversation

words

have their own way

of recording everything

which is unique

like, inside me

they have

recorded you

and more than myself

i feel you

further deep inside me

where your words

are registered

with their meaning

and my heart

has changed into

a soul mate diary

for you to read.

|| language of love ||

at the beginning of

the century i place

my luscious lips

for words of love

with the cordiality of love

i will create a language

for a heartfelt dialogue

with the heart

alive to emotions

succulent, credible

so men of this earth

would know to love

their earthy women

who create the world

and men.

at the beginning of the century

i select love

for the span of the century

love can save - time

and in saving time

the century

love knows

to safeguard from the whims

of history time

and the historic inscription

on the heart of those

who love time.

for this century

we will create

a script

to unveil the language of love

as the script of touch

manifests the language of love

the unspoken intimacy of sweetness.

|| i chose you ||

to write together that

short and sweet word

love

on the sea-shore

i chose you

as one choses

a virginal sheet of paper

new dreams chose you

to put the moonlight

of the full moon

in the eyes of your heart

to place in your palm
the melting warmth of love

the glowing elixir of my palm

i have chosen you

for your are

the companion of my soul.

|| shadow ||

in the sun's shadow

is the sun

in the reflection

of light is light

in it's heat

the sun

multiplies its thirst

and bathing in the river

drinks it

the river

gathers within its soul

the sun

and lives

the divine body of light

to ease the agony

of the earth

the river becomes

one with the earth

as i become

one with you.

|| dream seed ||

in anticipation i

sow dream seeds

amidst contrary winds

i capture gossamer

silk cotton flocks

in my fist

tears washed

the doorstep of the heart

with words lips

painted alpana

and my heartbeat

sings new songs

to the beat of anticipation

anticipation is alive

with the soft footfall of arrival

the shadow of steps

the evocative call of palms

in the niche of eyes

pours the light of

the coming of the beloved

and a sun world glows

in the hush of anticipation

flashes the echo of arrival

intimate waves float

in the vacuum

an eternal world

begins to settle within me

steady as stars your

eyes watch the earth

of my eye celebrate seasons

of rainbow emotions

quiet, my eyes watch

the heavenly luminance

the constant orbit

of your love.