silent strokes of steeple bells
and halcyon balmy .. airy nights
even their euphony in -
(unpoetic verses
unryhtmic songs,
clamorous screams
settling affright,
brazen winds
longing deserts
and muted desires)
tells those tales
(of lissome oceans ...
and purling waves ......
of enameled touches -
and humbled prays)
of your small notes
and weaved letter,
and bucolic songs
of shepherdess and swain, -
of you and me
(and all of them
mirror speaks language same
entangled in single solitary twain ....
10 comments:
Ahh you write the language of love so beautifully Alok.
I agree with Janice! :)
This piece reminds me of romeo and juilet. Not so much the storyline, but the way they versed in the movie. I love the language. It makes me swing in my hammock even on the coldest of nights and find comfort. Ahh. our romantic souls!
Lovely.
Tara
I love the last 2 lines!
Keshi.
Vaise jab bambai (chembur; right?) tumhare ghar pe mein mile the tab shayar ho yeh paata nahi tha.
Six Degrees of Separation connects us
Beautiful as always
Beautiful rhyming and so much love ther.
I agreed it was soothing, i love the sounds of steeple bells :)
master of words.....
splendid.....take my bow pls..
Thank you all for dropping by .. truly appreciated
Alok
Lush and beautiful :)
where are you Alok?
Do take care and come back soon to enthrall your readers..
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