Her Poetry

Awakened from her deep slumber,
By the mournful plea of lovers,
She arose, silently and gracefully,
With the splendor of a sun rising,
She laughed softly and held her pen

Destiny smiled to herself,
A flicker of mischief glowed in her eyes.
She toyed with the ties
that bound their souls,
teased their mind and fanned,
anguish brewing within their hearts.
With an expression glowing
with compassion, she wrote…

In a sliver of weakness
that crept through a fort of steel,
A solitary ember ignited
a surreptitious yearning,
That birthed a little ripple
in the rebellious soul.
In the complexity of a wish,
the illusion of a dream
Desire bloomed, suffocating reality.
Like a crimson rose, an ancient elixir
It lured the restless soul
into the unforgiving chasm of love.
The precious nectar, brewed
of forbidden fruit enticed her,
She cried out to him ...


The ancient ink flooded,
a worn and fragile parchment,
melting into it, immortalizing Love,
trapping her, within
the very thread of the parchment,
a mystical ink binding her...

She smiled at the submission
of her player, and with a twinkle in her eye,
looked toward the other…

In a stoic plane, restlessness was born
Immortal friction between two grains of sand,
ignited a desire that
engulfed the composed mind.

A passion brewing within
An infinitesimal cell erupted,
ripping through a dreary silence,
breaking his shackles of apathy, and
Sanctioning a trickle of passion into his being.

What was once the struggling rivulet,
grew, engulfing him, drowning him in a
raving ocean of his thought.
A justly wicked notion, conspiring freedom
sprung from a feral obsession
slashing the eternal bondages of his mind.
Feverishly he imbibed passion's potion
drinking this intoxicating concoction...
He beckoned to her...

So she laughed, and smiled,
her players succumbed to the game.
Weariness overcame her,
laying down her pen, she closed the book.
She looked on happily
as the players acted out their lines
Flawlessly, completing the script,
inscribed the passion of her poetry
in the immortal sands of time.


Nandi 03 - 14 - 05