Touch the Sound

She is the night.

She is the night.


When darkness comes
She is the night
Graceful and tender
she is the queen.

Shrouded in her fragrant hug
Her soft heart beat i felt.
And her beauty is beyond compare
A enigmatic maiden as she is.


Before the days fill her,
the seeds of light
This night is ours
Young like us.

And only we are here,
no-one is around.
Darkness is veiling everywhere
No-one will see us too.


I felt a coldness embracing me
My senses burning inside
And the night-queen in my garden
Sending a strange fragrance
As if all the flowers are in it.

And the sounding crickets
sweet felicities everywhere.


A man has to search for love
A woman waits for him.
Look! she has found me
Breaking the rules of the world we live
And who can set laws for love?

She has come for me from far
Leaving all her admirers
the day dusk dawn
In this Swayamvara
she had chosen me.

And the sky is raining in celebration
Sounding trumpets
Blazing fire sparklings
Filling the dome,
In this finest hour of ones life.

Un-asked!

Un-asked!

The spinning wheel,
unmoved
the center.

Like in the life,
in the core,
the bliss.

'Serenity is the mother of happiness'

Known,shalt be free

From the tiring runs of desire,
To timeless peace.

God bless.

A kiss.

A kiss.

Red lips,
meets the pink-one;
Wet tongue,
meets the dry,
a kiss.

Butterfly

Butterfly

I want to save you,
my butterfly.
So fragile are you,
oblivious and fly.

A little wind,
can blow you away;
A little touch,
tear your love-wings.

So soft,so pure,
O! you goreous-one.
From heaven you come,
Forced in the hell,
of our world.

Surreal-plane

Surreal-plane

Chequered dimension,
in the radio-active brain
Cyber-frames floating,
an unceased dream.

Mechanisms with no flaws
Variations infinitesimal
Rocking in the primal-veins,
a new fantasy.

Driven in the seven thousand planes
Nothing is known,till seen once
Goes past,far past to seige
An occular matrix.

Annexing always,a new hyper-link
Just get to show
A thousand windows at sight.

Wondering in these psychic sights
Keep wandering to the paths
Light shows...

Soul's drink

Soul's drink

Barren heart,
thirst is love
Soul's drink, O great love.

No water no body
No love no soul.
What is precious,u term!

I'll say this much
No water,no birth
No love,no life!