Hii’s, Hellos, Heys, sweet serenades,
Burn them, the cinerary will show
They have no meaning.
Am the effulgent sun, and u my Adonis ray,
Am the vesper moon, and you my matinal sway.
You my path, and I a pilgrim.
I walked in you, and discovered the path of heavens.
Now when truth prevails,
You show the door
And camouflage your love
In the fruits of this moor.
You forget, you my fragrance.
That elysian happiness will inebriate.
Come what may,
Inhale, and anaesthetise,
Dreaming of you
Day and night.
What if I climb up the steep hills of paradise,
Set the Thames on fire,
Witness a fall,
And slither into a cavern of nigrescent solitude.
Will you take up the gauntlet?
Will you cross over that ocean of barriers? ,
Break the ice and seek my hand.
Without you, life is vacuous,
Don’t vapulate me with your intimidations,
The hiatus will only increase.
How much more am I going to pin my faith on you,
All this, while u lead me by my nose,
You’re a hard nut to crack,
Its like pouring oil on troubled waters.
Don’t set me to that Baptism of fire (agnipariksha in hindi)
Lets bury the hatchet,
accept my olive branch
I WILL LOVE YOU ALWAYS.
11-09-08
ANJALI SINHA
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