Epos Of A Prostitute

Every night I kill my own shadow
With all the paleness of the streetlights,
The hungry nights follow me.
Lamp,darkness and lamp..
Friends of my serenity!
They say I am ugly,but
Who does not know,
Of how many unsatisfied souls
Am I the night queen!
Nights tear me into flesh,
Loneliness sucks my blood,
Darkness stabs my soul..
Stranger to me is the shadow of my own..
Yet,like a phoenix I rise
At the death of each night,
To light the lamp of my hut
For another thousand nights..

Anti-nostalgia

I don't know who were you
Never knew why you had come
How you changed my world.
But when you came like the tempest
I wore the brightest color of rainbow..
And now when you are not here
I still feel the colors roaming by my side.
Its not nostalgia,neither memories
Its you,
Still fresh as Baulinia Vahlis..

Excuse

Wait
For a little more time,
Wait here
Just now have you come
Just now sat,
Don't leave sharing two words.
I am too busy for sharing words everyday
Too busy to open doors
To memories every night.
Busyness will offend the routes of your arrival
The hopes of your way,
Busyness is a beautiful excuse 
To stay away..

Sea Blues..

Who cares,

For what message the cuckoo brings

The pathos behind its touching song

Why the dying Keteki sings

Sitting on thorns for all night long.

The dew drops from the dust

Misses their lost freshness..

The season of lust,

They had been the pride of autumn's chest..

As my love misses your sight

The warmth of the lost days,so bright!

Shadow of blue on dreams such green,

Perhaps,the veil of pain heart hath seen.

How pearl drops shine at the tree top

Oh dear! they are the agony my eyes bear..

Straight wins grief in every smile

I know,

Theres passiveness along a thousand mile..

Eternal..

In the jasmine fragranced dawns,
From the gossips of loneliness,
Often the drunk nights come back..
And find life in the music of Jhingur
Somebody said-
The moon too drinks sometimes
From the salty lake of eyes..
Sometimes descends down the late night hours
And sleeps under the shed of veil
Just like a kid..
Warmth melts veil
Slowly..
Very slowly..


The crazy nights possess often in account,
The falling of moon..
The melting of veil..
And the silent warmth goes on ascending
The breaths of the crazy nights..

A Special Thought..

Someday under the shadows of rain pearls
We'll meet,
In the fragranced autumn,someday
On a blooming path
We'll sit..
Someday we'll miss no more
The essence of the bond we share
That someday,
We'll truly feel the care..
Let them turn grey
Those hair once spring
Let winter reveal
The mystery of the forgotten ring
Faith is still there,
Far somewhere in the late autumns
We'll see the shedding together
The river will be in our hearts
And we'll be the waves together..