Musings of Love in Mithila’s Thoughts
Musings of Love in Mithila’s Thoughts
In weary times, when ebbing tides leave hearts forlorn,
I yearn to cradle dreams alive,
In the deep waters of your chest.
When pain engulfs my restless nights,
In the hollow silence of ribs that ache,
I long to wrap myself tight
In the tender weave of woollen threads,
The soft edge of warmth near your breast.
When despair’s heavy breath
Leaves me gasping, lost, undone,
I dream of tending my lips in bloom
Within the curve of your Mona Lisa smile.
How does one endure the solitude
Of loveless skies on a Nilgiri peak?
Even in the shadow of failures near you,
My thoughts find joy, a lavish indulgence,
Amid the sweat of life's relentless hours.
No future, no past
Only a ruinous, misplaced abode remains.
Half a century has drifted by,
Yet I yearn to lose myself in you,
On moonlit nights of passion's bloom.
Among shattered mirrors of neglect,
Where broken memories lie naked and bare,
Still, I wish to drown in your embrace,
Surrendering to desire’s sweet enchantment.
Breathlessly, we shall become
Two souls entangled, utterly alive.
Now, empty, I am a shadow adrift,
A spectre of sorrow amidst ebbing tides.
Yet within my chest, I nurture a river,
Flowing falls with your name
A restless stream, leaping through shores,
Swim across freedom’s span.
In every spring, you steal my heart,
A dreamer crafting skies anew,
You are a hidden flower of untamed grass,
Rooted deep in unseen soil.
|