Thursday, March 8, 2012

Yearning


With your each utterance my yearning grows
my longing grows heavy on me
my heart skips a beat
catches a few...
Everything poised in silence for
the perfect moment,

for the moment when we meet
far away from this land
of pain and hunger
in some distant land

Where blue winds blow
where there's no hurry
where the grass is all furry

let the winds carry us to its home
let the lips embrace each other
let the two bare bodies become one
under the bare moist earth
and share what no one else could hear

Your smell fills my nose ...
every nostril wakes up from its slumber of ages
as if they have been waiting just for you
Here lies my bare body tired,
wreathing...hold me tight,
Oh dear!, hold me close to your bosom. 
Lips to lips we kiss…lips to lips we talk ...
 eye to eye we see each other.

Your hair caressing my face...
I am comforted by your warmth ...
take me onto lap, hold me tight.

Drink as much as you can for there's plenty 
plenty for you to be lost 
for the stream is eternal 
for I know you have been thirsty for ages 
for the thirst is eternal.


Eye to eye we see but as one
there's no you and I

Wish I could lose my skin
curl up inside you and hide somewhere deep within you
wish u could shed yours too
and let the wind will carry us on the moon's gondola...




3 comments:

Amitava said...

Khoob bhalo lekha..besh stylized..flow of words darun..

little boxes said...

love the imagery!
especially moon's gondola.

The Girl With The Broken Smile said...

"my heart skips a beat
catches a few..." I loved this part. And I sort of got the general sentiment behind the poem. Love really is sacred in a world like ours.