Thursday, June 4, 2009

let us go back
to the shore temple
befouled by the dust of time
where doves bequeath their feathers

Reposing upon the hump
of the excavated mythical bulls
that egress silence
in the moonlit horizon
enticing us to kiss
as the breeze swirl our tress
we could share
the un-kissed kisses of the past

From your benighted lips,
like the waves that splash
Upon the mossy rocks
let the tempest rise
bursting the obstructs
of our languishing separation

[1] Nandi (Nandi is the bull which Lord Siva rides and the gate keeper of Siva and Goddess Parvati in Hindu mythology

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