A soulful breeze of songs-

A soulful breeze of songs-


A soulful breeze of songs-
In the eternal sky of mind,
Lets wide creases of distress fade
With the evening shower of light;
A temptation for dawn, to fall in the trap
Of warm emotions-
Enraging those lovers who wear the nights' darkness,
To unfurl waves of drunk joy and hopes.
When a dance of seasonal showers, patter on the wound-
Hurled by Time, its elegant cruel gaze;
Fleeting with a hymn of Heavens' conch & devils' trumpet,
Burning mine minds' baffle, benign to soul
With a hush of green peace, silence, naked sky
Painted with dense sweetness, thus I get mine eyes closed
Lest it inebriates mine heart to wonder ab't and wander,
Through gold brown fields, in favor of selfless care
To human bellies, and We, aesthete strollers;
By young dark ladies- draped in red saree
Dusty and torn, yet with wide warm smile-
Pure, unkempt- thus perhaps beyond the shine supreme
Of a thousand stars burning, at once & for all;
This beauty, mischievous, she runs around everywhere-
Imitating the breeze carrying scent of Arabian lands;
Her grace, innate, and benevolence divine-
Whispers in my ears, her melody of distress;
She expounds, how mankind is abandoning her sense
& fulfilling vain dreams of crafting frail heights;
She weeps and hopes, if that dawn unborn
Will engulf the darkness of ignorance & plight!
O listen, for she's transient as morning dew-
This beauty, this blossom, of innocence and bliss
Shall pervade through or be past, if we learn not yet
How to echo Her melody, or let tis' dearth annihilate....

-R.G.