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CHALLENGE > TRICK THE IMAGINATION
POETRY THEME : I AM IN LOVE
CATEGORY : PHOTO POETRY
CHALLENGE > TRICK THE IMAGINATION
I will still be in love
even if I lose this body,
though flesh will be gone
does not matter; if I am in bone;
my love is from my heart
to your soul,
my kisses is through my senses
to your soul.
The plant that grows in desert alone
will too send kiss from warm sands
and keeps deep inside it
the cold water for thirsty travelers;
the love is from the root
to the soul
the kiss is through the feelings
to the soul.
Snow when fills the path
may send kiss from black stones
and builds cave inside it
the house against avalanche for travelers;
the love is from within
the kisses is through protections
Then I should not admire -
my flesh, my eyes, my lips, my breathes;
your skin, your glare, your hips, your breathes;
they are like sleeping corpse - -
if they are not from your heart
if they were not from your soul;
I am in love
either you were in flesh
or you are only bone
for your deep heart and soul
- I am in Love.
Aare! Wait, I'm coming to
Say, what gift I can bring for you?
Aare! Wait, I'm coming to meet you,
as like you,
here, the wind will be twisting its body; then dances in Himalaya
from Eastern Arunachal; till Western Himachal
only to kiss the red budding Rhododendron
around those hills; who too seems dancing with wind,
May I bring you the cold kisses of Himalayan wind?
Rhododendron - -
Red flowering through those forest slope
numerous hilly residences who climbed up; to witness
relationship of their own blood and flowers
May I bring this sacred soul to you?
Aare! You too are a sacred soul,
You too evolve from the womb of Switzerland;
intercourse within the womb;
The people in your region;
within you find supernatural nectar
I believe so..
few clouds from those mountain are approaching with fairy smile,
soon here will be rain
from backstage, will sneak - peacock
with the wind to show royal dance
I too will extend my fingers, to touch those rainy drops
to feel only you, Aare!
Aare! Wait, I'm coming to meet you
a gift for you - from our heart - Rhododendron.
Standing by the bank of
he wept bitterly for pain of large sea,
he wiped his tears
washed his hands, face on the waves...
Standing by the bank of river
washed his hands, face on the waves of river
and went home smiling;
though tears of Himalaya was still flowing as river.
He is an ideal person,
he says "always keep smile to hide pains";
To walking mourners
he even told the pain of large sea,
then blamed gods were always ruthless;
though God he knew, was a statue of temple.
'Wanderers' has been searching for Walking-God
who has neither sorrow nor grief - exactly like him;
who can collect lost tears from sufferings,
who can build the big globe from their tears,
for them or for their children;
though tears from clouds still falling to cleanse the air.
In this land of innocence,
here the air is greatly hot - -
- - birds starve for water,
- - soil starve for green plants,
- - house starve for family,
- - streets starve for destination.
As usual he wept bitterly for pain of large Sky
and demanded blood for sacrifice; war for peace
as soon his wish became true,
though bloods of innocence was still flowing as river.
It is already dark now
we have build a small fireplace
soon the darkness will be over;
the shivering will be over.
I am travelling with them
who burnt a candle
to bring brightness
inside Black Hole.
Black Hole -
it is within my community
well known deceivers -
your rights, my faith, his chances and her pride.
Because I have to walk my home
through this Black Hole
I know how dark it is,
how restless it is.
I am travelling with them,
They know -
how Sun glows,
how moon casts brightness,
how stars twinkle,
how diamond sparkles;
why Earth cannot glow.
Earth need to glow
warm and bright,
that is why I admired them
for brightness in my path.
Tonight it is dark
when they said, when they vowed,
Earth need to become Fire
to burn -
Black into Black
Ass into Ass
Fire into Fire.
We have build a small fireplace
if the darkness will be over;
if the shivering will be over;
beside those Black Holes
Alas! Heroes from Black Holes.
we have with each other
was never a raw thread
that can be easily broken.
My childhood is your subsistence
so I know your heart,
it withered most often
to warn me the consequences and reality;
Before any changes,
I want to hug close and long
to feel your dry rough skin
those naked bodies and your loneliness;
I want to swing in your arms
to feel the flowing air around you
inhaling and exhaling our breathes;
Soon there will be change in this atmosphere,
Soon there will be magics to be seen in you,
they will praise you,
they will gather and play around you,
as you will become beautiful by those spells;
I want us to be captured in photos
this part of your nakedness, your loneliness,
to learn how people abandon you
when you are naked, when you do not blossom
"You have been my great teacher!
My old - - Persimmon tree - -"