Florida
Flower of Love and Learning
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Shiv Shankar
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Preamble
To promote the divine percepts in practice mentioned here under....
1-Gospel of Duty is God's Full Form
Be it Bible, Bhagwat Gita or Holy Koran
2- Even is the sound and sense of heaven
Heave in, you will have ecstasy of Eden
3- 'Yell' is sound and sense of Hell
Ell out vice, and make it Nice, to dwell
4- Life is an equilateral Triangle
Made by the love's equal line angle
Which enjoins Truth- Good- Beauty
To worship the God by the Duty
5- Beauty is Tangible tie of Lover
That blends Harmony-Halo together
Where in lie Truth and Good forever
With True voice of oath for welfare
6- The truth does tremble
The Good does grumble
Till Beauty puts on Temple
Its hands Holy and Humble
7-If the Aims and Angles are same and single
How can Beauty betray and Duty dwindle
8-" If justice is delayed or denied
Or if it is hurried and buried
Resort to right revenge by fair fraud
For wild justice is mandate of God
For right is just- just is must
All else is sin and dust"
9- Apple is forbidden fruit of Eden garden
Disobedience makes Hevan-out- driven
I unveil. "Florida" to give glimpse of Bible of Beauty, Testament of Truth and Gospel of Duty through the Mirror of Erato, with Error of Erose Terror of Thantos and Humour of Hypnose. The phonems making Fl-ORI-DA spell- Florida as a Flower of Love and Learning, ocean of reson and intution as well as daughter of ambition and activity.
- Shiv Shanker
Part I- Error of Erose
(1)-White –Blue
One Fine Noon in study room
Turning to window open to sky
A fine face budding to bloom
Like Prime Rose, Sweet and shy
Hidden under tender and poetic palm
Through allusion of eyes in quite calm
By lovely lips with pleasure spoke-
To compose poem like Illiot on Prufrock.
'Lo!I consecrate a Lay' He said
"If you play on like a Mermaid
In the warm waves of my dream".
Under the shades of Peepal-Neem".
Seized, secured and enshrined in Soul
Now thou shall be ever my global goal''
Shyly 'White Blue' of Nature listened to it.
And liked to live for long on the paper-print
White- Blue is an error of smoky vision
That gives Tears and Perpetual prison.
2-Horses of Sensation
Oh! The sensations of Tender Touch
That teach lucid lession of Morality
Oh! sharp is the spark of Desire Much.
That all fall in the thrall of Beauty.
Oh! Pines the passion of palm,
For pleasant and perennial calm
Enamored in the Divine charms
Of bare and bright alabaster arms.
Oh! how slender finger Lingers
In the labyrinths of Beauty's locks.
How the tide of Love whispers.
In sudden surge of the Rocks.
Oh! the sense with sensibility lies
In the sweet-smile of living lips
In the indigo-lake of erotic eyes
The commotion of Emotion dips.
The Love that calmly slumbers
On crimson cheeks in grandeurs,
Riding the Horses of Sensation.
Draws cupid's arrows of passion.
3-Operation –Sting
The savage scorpion in Blue –Black Night
With sweet-pain of mild and wild Bite
Stings the cosmic queen of springs eighteen
Who is dight to endure the pleasant-sin keen.
The charmer fondles with care.
Alabaster organs that are bare
Sometimes the Golden Hair.
Sometimes silvery face, fair
While thirst of his passion softly sucks
The poisoned Blood from passioned legs.
And she in cosy coyness petals plucks,
In sweet moan, more more pleasure begs.
The phobeous comes with gracious flame
Opening Blushing Buds in the Sad shame
Highly pleased becomes virgin Dame
With Blue- Black Night's cupid game.
Love at first, followed by lust
In the state of true spirit is just
Love forgets Tears and Terrors
In the erotic invasion of Errors.
4-Structured Beauty
O! Merry Mermaid of poor Prufrock,
A Beauty structured on Roman Rock!
What I shall do, without you?
How can I forget thy Holy hue
That flows free in all my veins.
From Toes to the top of Brains.
Believe me or trust not
You are my Thought
Time need not waste
Why do you hesitate ?
Come with thy honey
In colourful company
Heart heaves to greet
Mind moves to meet.
Fate with Fear lies in Taste
Be my mind's mate or hate
Till Judgement Day I will wait
Whether be it early or too late.
Prufrock is an aged error of Erose
Leads madness of Love to Thantos.
5- White Hoor
Heaven's Hoor, white from leg to neck.
With white mantle on the gentle head,
When called by king in her name.
Simply looked she down in shame.
Lovely lips of rosy red did break.
Her sweet silence further to deck.
Then hurried she like a nymph.
To hot SPOT Cyber to truimph.
Paused she anon into the naked Noon.
Promised in tone sweet, to come soon.
She gestured Good-bye.
By squints of her eye.
But time ceaseless runs.
To morrow never comes.
6-White Blue in Black
Body of white Blue, garments Dark Deck.
Save eyes, lips cheeks, Nose and nice Neck
Silvery arms, and snowy mounts of Breast
Peep from Gossomar, like the clouded Crest.
What was the Need.
By Black so to bleed.
White soul supremo?
Ego or show of sorrow.
But I kiss all thy crazes of colours.
And press to my heart rapturous Retort.
In revelery of oddities and odours.
That adorn my amorous and cosy Resort.
More shines the virtue
In contrast of the vice.
Humour of white Blue.
Lookes beautiful and nice.
On whit face moles deep and dark.
In Beauty-contest give more mark.
Black Mole on the cheeks of Venus
Makes her more and more a morous.
Scar on chin of Helen.
Makes Hell of Heaven
That on Pari's Prevails.
Troy is put to Flames.
7-Few Like you
There are a few like you.
Touchy and Tender as dew.
Forever fresh, never new
In ambition's amorous view.
you are lovely Lotus-Blue
Riddle of God without clue.
Immortal Muse of Motivation
Eternal Image of Meditation
You are the passionate perfume
Of flower of Erose that does bloom.
Even in moments of gloom
Or Judgement Day of Doom.
No 'ifs', 'buts' and why-shy
Let I in you' melt and die
Make Two in one to inspire
To flourish the fruits of Fire.
That Love and war of our Life
Be fought and wrought, detached.
Without-Mace, Lance or knife.
With wisdom, Heaven dispatched.
8-Mysterious Look
A mysterious Look ! a sweet Good by!
What is in eyes that makes a man die!
What a glow in the glamorous glance!
Luring lip-service or real red romance.
Sensations sleep when you leave
On the cosy bed of remembrance
And with heavy heart do heave
The sweet-smell of thy fragrance
To mysterious look, soul tenders touch
Believe, it is no less than Love as such
What if eye on eyes, lips on lips don't lay
Take it Love or Lust as like you
Love is but Beauty- bound.
Grown on Eternity ground.
In space to infinity allied
In over-soul ever to abide.
Don't lift away the Love
By Gifts of garden flowers
Come close to heart of Jove
Be balm to burns as showers.
9-Mysterious Rose
Venus, the Goddess of Beauty and Love wept
When Adonis young in her Lap forever slept.
And in loud Laments fell Tears as drops of Dew.
When white Roses in Eden Garden suddenly grew.
One day, the crazy cupid, her stupid son.
Stung by wasp, while playing with fun
In anger arrows from quire drew and threw
Lo, All of sudden, thorns in white Roses grew.
While Venus lulled the Roses, joy to feed
Pierced the thorms her siliver feet to bleed.
The Beautiful Blood fell and wedded to Earth
Next day, Red Roses in the Garden took Birth
O Erose, in Roses of Red and White hue
Indigo, orange, yellow, Green or Blue.
I see thee and make a demand on you
For blessed vision of the amorous view.
To let cupid convey to God my demand.
And his divine orders to me command
To tell prophets, priests, monks and Nuns
All kings queens and the stately sons.
To foretaste the Divine bliss first on Earth
Ere they move to Heaven in search of Mirth.
10-War of Roses
I go to greet the Heat of Planet Lord Sun.
Who now from South to North does run.
While Saturn with eyes deep sees Mercury
Who has gone mad due to mammoth money.
O Sun God! roll and rule everywhere
To care the Well-Wishers of welfare
Who from 'Justice' suffer denial
Not by 'Delay' but by 'Hasty Trial'
To defeat the 'White Rose' of Welfare.
Against the wild 'Red Rose' of Terror.
In the unwanted land war of Roses
That once commenced never closes.
Dread of Defeat and Terror of Thantos.
Leads the Lord to the Temple of Erose.
For rapid Relaxation and Relief
From Turbid Taxation of the grief.
Goddess Nike in guise of 'White Blue'
Stood there to offer her adoration due.
And my frightened face promptly read.
She invoked by pleasure of Erose said.
"I am Nike, me you call
I don't like, you to fall
Enjoy the war of Roses
With arrows of Eroses.
I am all ready in every pose
To retort the aggressive dose.
I am your white- Blue
By spirit true to you.
Enjoy the war of Roses
Till the eternity closes.
I am completely yours
From the top to the Toes.
Enjoyfully the war of Roses
Till the 'Black Night' closes
In the eyes of Mimesis
I will never let you fall.
You will generate Genesis
Safe from the guile or gall."
"The Breath and the Bloom.
With Miracles of thy Perfume.
All thy shade and shine
Lay in the Heart of Mine
With white Truth and Trust
To lighten my Lawful Lust".
"Hoary thy Head, as Moon- Lit Night.
White thy shoulders as winter snow.
White thy face as full Noon's light
Warm thou lay in my bosom below.
Sweet thy Tongue as Peacock's Notes
Quick in Hotwar as thought can be.
Strong thy arms, sharp thy strokes
Oh! thou now suck, Red-Rose honey.
Why do you seek me in Lusty Lane.
Iam tied by Erose with thy Brain
Rapture of Erose you my retain
Paradise lost in the war to regain
Lo! Red Rose melts, sprinkls the way
In expense of Erose, no more stray,
No more trace, touch and brace.
No more kiss, warm embrace.
The white-Rose Lance be now taken
with Rapid-Rapture- Glance to open
The Red Gates of the Crazy Cave
To let the Mars and Cupid to lave.
And 'Dive and Draw' game to repeat
Till Ambrosia in lee sprigs to meet
And Rosy venus goes in Trance.
With Dying Music and the Dance".
Now, linger Long in Lay-brinths of Locks
You will forget all sorrows and the shocks
To see the Train of Twinkling stars
With Saturn, Jupiter, Apollo and Mars
Lulled by Moon, Sophia, Aphrodite.
In ecstacy of Divine Bliss and Dilight
Let thy hot hands on crimson cheeks play
Let your erotic eyes in lake of my look lay
Let your white Hue, near my ear be gay
Let you warm embrace in my breast stay.
On my thirsty lips thy crazy kiss-in-kiss
Leave an eternal imprint of blush and bliss.
Lo! in the war of Roses with repentance and sighs.
Paradise of Peace is regained, Fear falls and dies.
11-War of Error and Terror
Error in ecstacy under command of Erose
With rapier comes close to Terror of Thantos
Terror-Here are the pan and Flora spy.
They will hear our hue and cry.
Error-I grow emotionally tense.
Restless to raise erotic fence.
Terror-Here Error! The birds sing by Night
For joy of Troy, you kindly be in sight.
Error-I smell an odour of amorous conceit
By your sweat sigh you try to defeat
I know you will counterfeit Nightingale
To frame sweet Music to let me badly fail.
Terror-Thy innocence inflames my Fire
And suddenly faints my Desire.
If Mars muses, how can Venus be far.
Methink, you are Venus or fairer star.
Error- If I am Venus, you are aggressive Mars
Where Mars is present, there must be wars
Terror-Lo! I blow my Beguil and conch
War to begin with passion staunch.
Error-Tarry!Tarry! who will first invade!
Who will wait as the war-law made.
Terror-First put forth thy hand Tender and slender
To fight with mine, rougher, ruder, stronger.
Error-No! No! put thy feet to try the push of Mine
Terror-No !First arrows of my eyes shall fight against thine.
Error-Then save thy self, I throw an arrow at thee.
Terror-Thus I seize thy knife of Kiss you throw at me.
Error-No, to meet the Miracle of Nine in Battle field
My brawny arms shall bind, and make thee yield.
Terror-No,my arms are stout, strong tall
I make thee captive in spirit till fall.
Error- Oh! make me free, see in my erotic eyes
How, the error if Erose in passion dies.
Terror-Tarry a while friend! I die with thy smile
Don,t worry I surrender my rank and file
As did Niaji before Indian General Arora.
To free the golden Land of Pan and Flora.
12-Art of Absence
The Hearts that are always close.
Feel the pangs of seperation and hate.
An axe of Anger falls only on those
Whome you link by Love, the great.
When darkness in Life ever grows
A Light lift by you suddenly glows
Steeds of seperation spurred by cane of pain
Run fast on path of Passion to find you again.
Remembrance of Flower's fragrance
Renews and refreshes Rose's Romance
So much of your triumphant touch.
Moves the lost layers of Love too much.
In groves and garden and the Lawns.
On advent of Spring and Daily Dawns.
Thy glorious glimpse, Spirit does obtain
In the chambers of Inner most domain.
Those who love the best, despise most
Come like a host, leave like a Ghost.
13-Moon and Venus
Moon and Venus together rise ere Dawn.
In Eastern ground of Lord sky's Lawn.
Moon sees Venus with winking envy of eyes.
While Venus looks Moon with pleasant sighs.
Venus does blush, Moon does shy.
To see Apollo, approaching near by.
Moon whispers to Venus in moan.
"I am tired of Night's toil and tone"
But now, I will not let you go so
Appeal to Appolo His chariot to slow
No, why!I too loose my light of Love
No use to hide behind the white Dove"
Venus in Love with the Moon.
Begs in bliss before her swoon.
"O My Love! set thy Head on my Lap.
My Heart in rapture shall soon entrap."
You will forget pangs of early departure
Enjoy the bliss of Kisses Nine in number."
But on eighteen June, two thousand seven.
All of sudden there in the Heaven open.
To West, moon and Venus wereat Arm distance.
The panorama seemed to be a celestial Romance.
14-Diana and Endymion
Driving her white car across the heaven.
Diana's vision fell on handsome Endymion.
A Young shepherd on hill side in deep sleep.
Came down she, knelt and kissed him deep.
Unable to bear the sweat pleasure of 'sex-sting'
She thought Him in splendid isolation to bring.
Asked Hypnose to soon take him in her thrall.
And make him there in Eternal sleep to fall.
Diana, the chaste, without Time's waste
Took Him in Cave, there kept and retained
In a place, by lust or passion, never profaned
Bliss of Heaven on Mortal Earth to taste
The chaste Diana drove her crescent car
Passed through celestial space distant far.
Night after Night to play on passionate plot.
On the same silent isolated, sensuous spot
But obscenity was one night seen by Dawn.
Unable to tolerate, she quickly made a plan,
To prepare Appolo to peep into the 'Dark Cave'
Burn them on the spot, cosmic cause to save.
The Appolo troubled by Dawn soon rose.
To fire and finish hidden error of Erose.
Indeed Appolo was never seen so hot.
He immediately sat on Golden chariot.
Moved with momentum to hidden spot.
And there made ceasless shot after shot.
Diana was dead, shephered was affraid.
And young Appolo soon did proceed a head.
15-Venus and Psyche
Gifted jwith towerring Beauty of spring,
Psyche, the youngest daughter of a king
Excited envy venomous in Goddess Venus.
And of psyche, Venus became very jealous.
Envy is born, envoy of wild vengeance.
Unable to read, burns books of excellence.
In a zeal to excel, desires divinities to die.
And kills the Rivals by cunningness of spy.
Inspired by Envy, the Goddess Venus.
Calls cupid her son by Mars, amorous
Ordains promptly to proceed to perfumed parlour.
Of Psyche to start operation 'Kiss and Kill' Proper.
Cupid-, the son of Lord of Wars and Venus.
Takes his quire: full of arrows venomous.
Steals into chamber of psyche amourous.
To kill her as willed by Mother malicious.
But wounded in operation 'kiss-and-kill' by Bite.
He soon started back in the Darkness of Night.
Psyche, then tightened arms of Embrace.
But cupid bewildered by her innocent grace.
Promises never to hurt such Beauty of Innocence.
And becomes her perpetual Lover in Night's silence
If she takes an oath never to know his name.
Never covet to catch the glimpse of his frame.
Else he would leave her forever without trace.
Long she restrained her curiosity to see his face
One Night, loosing her patience lights the taper
Sees in admiration, her Lover-in-deep slumber
Alas! taper's drop falls on shoulder of cupid.
And He flees from chamber in speed rapid.
Bereaving Psyche, pangs of seperation to suffer
Before she could recover and trace her lost Lover.
16-Timid Tears
Venus wept and Mars in dismay
Murmured in the Morn of May-
"This noble heart is not for ignoble pain
These lake-like eyes of Erose need no rain
These lovely lips lurking in large loom
Meant for Bliss need not gather gloom
The Tears, the timid tears and the rot
Need not the charm of rosy cheeks blot,
Grace of grand face thus, defile,
The shrine of Erose, thus beguile."
Her rosy cheeks, hid she under cosy palm
And spread pearls of tears in bitter calm.
And on the table in front, neatly knelt
Moaned and groaned to make Mars Melt.
Mars became morose to see weeping Erose.
In agony and anger the Truth did disclose.
"From depth of divine despair
Appear the Tears first in the heart
Thence in eyes committ Eerror
Brooding over days sad and past.
Tears are timid, try to escape and fly.
From field of heart to the floor of Eye.
Infect the Mind quite close and near.
In search of sympathy from the seer,"
Then hands of Mars played on her locks.
To soften the sober sores of silent shocks.
She did lift face with mist of gaze.
Promised never to recall gloomy days.
17-Valentine Day (14th of February)
Where were you! I never knew
One fine morn, you came in view
Landed from sky, I Know not why
Hurt my heart by arrows of eye.
I seek you not to cease
I feel you not to freeze
O! Furious Flame of Fire
Come near, let me retire.
I wish to meet you hence
Miss for a moment my sense.
Cherish thy colourful charms.
Perish by touch of thy palms.
Your Shyness and shame
I do never never blame
Fragrance of thy flame
What I fervently claim.
Lies not in our power to love or hate
For spirit in us is ovr-ruled by fate
The reason rascal diwndles and dies
What we see is censured by inner eyes
Love is real, true and rare
When love at first sight.
Rustic reason, partial, unfair,
Makes it low, slow and light.
On valentine, announce an Amity
Extinguish anguish and enmity
Come, complain, drain out disdain.
By love-letter disclose you pain.
Don't be slave, shake off the chain.
Invite by eye, with vigour entertain.
Clouds of doubt, wash off Brain
Social stigma shall no more remain
Under the bower of blooming Beauty
In time Eternity and space of infinity
Let love with liberty mingle and meet
With Rose of God and spirit do greet.
18-Heartless Necklace
To adore the gift of beauty best,
And to grace its blooming breast,
With super sheen of clestial crest,
Implored the soul a gem with Zest.
Lo! Gold in the charm of Chain,
Reigns over the marable domain.
Escorted by the two snowy hills
To dwell in the dale of Thrills.
Gold is brave and bold
Goldy to gently hold
In heart of high trust
without greed or lust
When two souls become one.
Together geared and spun,
Extreme Ecstacy they shun.
And get their desires done.
Atmighty's allusions
Act without whimper
Voice of the Intutions
Heard without whisper
There lays heartless Neclace
Her holy heart ever to embrace
Why the soul echos in ecstacy
When it looks on flower's Fancy
Why metls the turbid heart
Why beats the pulse so fast.
Why trembles the mighty mind.
Why temperance turns so blind.
When the beauty puts puny pen
With blushing cheecks in lovely lips,
Like rose-crowned Lance of Eden.
In two-leaved tender petals dips.
And drops ambrosia of Ruth.
In mild moan married to dearth.
To have honey of Heavenly mirth.
On the sad lap of the mortal earth.
(19) Brilliant Beauty
O! sweet shamy! how in dawny dream
Blissful and charming was thy gleam!
How sweet and sober was shy appeal
That made my mind turbulent to Reel.
That led my passioned Lance to dale
Between two snowy walls under veil
To explore rosy buds that blossomed
While Hands Ivory mounts ransomed
The soul thrilled in bliss of sudden Fall
While mortal eyes opened by God's call
To witness error of Erose on Earth divine
And beauty, Love and God together combine.
The dream drops, but now I know,
The heat has melted frozen snow
And now I see love and Divinity
In the temple of Brilliant Beauty.
I see God is open to eye in open mosque.
And if God is beauty and Beatuy is God
Then why does beauty hide in Mask, I ask
Is not this on beauty and –God a frial Fraud.
God lives in Mosque wide and open
For his devotees to learn, lean and lay.
While mind lives in Body white hidden.
Then why this cosy cover dark and grey.
Throw off the golden gossomer of glory
To thrill in blind eyes of Erose in ecstacy.
How can a devotee reach the shrine
Without crossing the bars divine?
Now I know, why you don't show Mark.
Put of thy mundane mask-Brown or dark.
Laid on white colour of white home
The waves of wisdom rise and roam.
Now I learn how to make beauty burn.
With the brain of Jupiter and saturn
"Open thy Beauty to Brain as such.
I will now you to teach and touch"
The beauty of venus is ever open to Mars.
Youth divine of Diana is open to Charles
The soul of Shiva is eternaly open to Uma.
Then why do you hesitate to be flamy Ada?
Watch the watch which has stopped the Needle
True Love makes the Mighty Time weak and Feeble.
In Eden Garden grows Red Rose of Reason.
That blooms and blossoms in every season.
20-Sudden Meet
Love, God of Mighty wish or will
Whom to thank for sudden thrill
Of Sudden Meet with white Blue
Whom I sought before Time few.
I realised the Truth To –day
A True will wings its way
The true Image did usher
In my true soul for ever.
The same smiling Lips
With body of Silver stick
Her forchead broad bright
Long fai hairs were tight
I see, I talk, and I rejoice
The whiteness in same voice
When I called : "White Blue"!
To me she turned her view
She felt the worship of eyes
And in quite sufferance tries
To face wantonness of my gaze
With shame and coyed Craze.
No Study, no ambition, No passion
But she smiles in the same fashion
The Tension of Task has gone
A Terrible Beauty is born
God bless her with immortality
Nursing Mother she does Duty
I left with Fall of Triumph
In the eyes of white Nymph.
(21) Erose on Rocks
O Ancient Idols of Ancient days of Grace!
Approching hands near neck to Embrance!
With erotic eyes in vigour fixed at the Face!
And Rosy lips open in passionate space!
Silent breasts , slender waists, Hips!
Twist and turns of curls and curves!
Eyes in ecstacy of erose, blooming lips!
Alluring organs that inflame the Nerves!
The exquisite Jewelry, Excellent Revelry!
Who are these amorous couples?
Unaware of the worlds of troubles.
Wrought on the eternal Rocks.
Kept as lovers under Locks!
In the curves of firm breasts
Which Nude Necklace pretts.
On Temple twined like pair of creeper
Who is this divine lady with her lover?
Who his left arm on her breast keeps
And responses the right on her hips
And poures the passion on her lips.
And lady-lover her Lover gazes up
Layed in Arms his Neck does clasp.
To bring him low and neel to kiss
And to remain in immortal bliss
Was there an age to carve out such crazes?
Do these scriptures of sculpture hide messages?
Are they fables and parables in poetic images?
That they tease and scorn the wisdom of ages.
That shun my Eye
Tease my old wisdom
Ask in bitter irony
To unmask Rock's Kindom
Lo! Lord Shiya and Uma too are in embrarce
To make thier Love immortal in time and space
So, the couples indulged in making loves
Locked in Embraces, may be mortals or Gods.
O Gentle shapes, brede on Rocks Great
When Thantos shall the mortal exterminate
And youth and age shall waste and wither
Thou shall remain in human vision here
(22) Compensation of Erose
In course of Employment of Erose.
Suddenly there an accident arose.
Erose was not negligent on his part.
But injured very seriously at heart .
That became, he mentally morose.
Went on day's absense for respose.
The Injury caused of coarse,
Disablement of his Nature unique
Permanent of the Psych's in force.
And partial of the Physique
But Heart of master hardened
His soul was deeply saddened
By Terror of Thantos overtaken.
And by horrors of Hypnose shaken.
Master compensation claimed,
To Erose he boldly blamed
'My compensation is not thy compassion'
I claim Investment of love and passion
No compensation in cash or currency.
Shylock, I, will ooz an ounce of Honey.
Thy Absence has committed a serious sin.
That requires elixer of rose to wash skin.
Please excuse, Don't mind for mild torment
I will now strip off thy glorious garment.
First I will slap you to weep
Then lap you to sigh and sleep
then compensate loss of solace '
By one Time warm Embrace
"Extend my Absence, will not come.
To thy capital Desire never sucumb".
"Then take it, Iwill endure and wait
Till the Thantos comes soon or Late"
(23) Love's Nature
God is Truth and vice-versa.
As wisdom of sages defined.
But Love is Heavenly visa.
For God - Beauty combined.
Love is God, because
Generation (G), Operation (O)
And Equal Distribution (D)
Are its prime cause.
'L' is libidio's Longing for liberty
'O' is orgasms for eternal unity
'V' is vigour of unique vitality
'E' is Eroswe 'of blissful Ecastasy.
Love is open beauty of blue-sky
Where Lover-Larks soar so high.
And like cupid stupied neverdefy
The Trance of Truth to die.
Love is neither Rose nor Erose.
Neither Poetry nor poetic prose.
It is boundless brightness of blue.
That etetermally evades any clue.
It is Atomics of Distributive Law.
It is Dynamics of divine flaw
Upon Beauty it acts to create good.
To distribute equally as Appolo should.
Globalisation of love is Good of God.
Privitisation of it is the Devil's fraud.
Licence on its liberty is luxurious lust .
Sheen of Bright Blue is Truth-in-Trust.
24-Love's Angle
Human Good is the top most goal
Truth and beauty as base do Roll
Equal arms of Truth, Good, and Beauty at sixty angle
When meet each other inspace make A Love triangle
Truth and Beauty make the Base
Climb up to the Good, face to face
Equal Arms in equal inclination
Workout Love-Angle's destination
God is there at centre of the Triangle
That the circle of Life may move freely
On the arms of Truth, Good and Beauty
Securing equilibrium of Love-angle
More the Arms are expanded, they make circle Broad
More the Love-angles go far from centre Breath of God.
25- Love's Joint Venture
Love enters into A Joint Venture
With Brain And Beauty to Better
Profit for the sake of best pleasure
By the lavish and luxurious Treasure
But Beauty, by her adverse response
Heavily hurts Love's mind and heart.
And without any remorse or penance
Rudely returns rash and rustic retort-
"Thy gem has made up the Mood.
And brilliance has done the Good.
Then, now, why do you frown at me.
When genious has all for thee"
"Oh! my innocent Beauty knows not.
What the god of Love-this Erose sought
Sheen of beauty is more with Brilliance
Me think Beauty alone is Love's dalliance.
Beauty is brittle and badly frial
It is an error of erose under trial.
Its sweetest fruits are Terror taken
And the Erose is always Fear-Shaken."
Beauty consents to over take Brain.
Being partner of Joint venture
To enhance the profit and gain
By gems of lavishing Treasure.
26-Love's Silence
A Bedlam Begger dumb, Light and Low.
May claim more sympathy as well as pity.
But slience in Love gives pain and woe.
More than words that are wise and witty.
Sacred secrecy of God rests in a slience
But silence of Lover wants more patience
Of True , secret, silent and sacred passion.
And never does prefer, Love's compassion.
The True Lover likes to lack in Relief
Here the expense of love ends in grief
More than adventure of words revealing
As Despair does always hate the Healing.
So, if the words of praise and passion
Don't consent to conquest of the Beauty
It is Love's direct diplomancy of Invasion.
Ere Hot war begins in humid cupidity-
Love's slience is a strategy of war of Rroses
Leaks not the secrets, Minds never discloses
Apparent is seldom real in Love's Diplomacy
To be effective, it is quite and not Noisy
27-Spring offensive
Lo! The winter goes its door to close
And rest with zest inarms of Hypnose
With Season's greetings and the boon.
Under the gleams of dreaming moon.
Sun-God-in-transit crosses capricorn
Leaving chill and shrill sisters forlorn
Gradually grows Nature leaves to ripen
That bereave the branches wind overtaken.
The young Appolo, virgin vernal allures.
By praises and prayers admires and adores.
On fifth phase of moon's luminious lawn.
Minerva in white attire on the white swan
Alights on white and fairy Lotus-Land
Taking Harp-Rosary and book in Hand
The swan inspires to learn with open mind.
Without prejudice or passions of the blind.
Hundredeightbeads in hand hanging
Inspire the spirit for repeating learing.
And go to the deep of knowledge-Mine
To trace the gems that in Book do shine.
The Harp with sloping base of aquarious
Rising up to sky blue, broad and sonorous
Inspires the spirit-Earth to infinity link
And Manna dew of music ever to drink
Hit by Love-Lord Cupid's arrow, young Appolo
Advanced on Valentine, spoke to virgin vernall
His painfuljoy as well as pleasant pain sorrow
Making Daisy, rose, marigold, magnotia to fall
They came face to face, there was flameinforest
Palas became red, Amaltas yellow in dmild zest
The Royal Peacock-Gulmohar flame burnt
Emitted Fire in the tone of tease and taunt.
Pakur, Peepal and Neem gave thier signal green
To mango and Mahua to dance with Nightqueen
Who, the dolorous daughterof Parijatak King
Fell in Love with sun, Who, denied to bring
Her to His Hot Home, soon she committed suicide
And now Appolo's every arrogance, does deride
And shedsidle tears of white pearlish flowers
Before the Sun dawns from chariot early hours
Virgin vernal sprang into young spring .
Warmth of Appolo's matured her to sing
When they decided to marry in the Holy
The Songs silent and sonorous in ecstacy.
They saw, they decided, they got married
The spring conspired, conceived, and carried
Fruitfullness, in mango, Mohua, Jack, Palm.
Inslience of screcy and coyness of Calm.
Bunyan, the National and Royal plant
Drewhis red hue sceptre and the Lance
The peepal Religiosia with leayes soft
Fanned the oecasion of Nature Romance.
Nimbus was numb, Mahua drank rum
The Roads echoed, "Bol Bum" 'Bol Bum'
On the festive occasion of shivratri.
Under the wish-granting Mango Tree
All of sudden, bells of the Brain ring
Words of Krishna, to Memory bring
"I am the spring among seasons
Cupid attended by procreations."
28. Blood-Wedding
When in night, light was wholygone
Some played on Magpie with horns
And raided the castke of my Body.
Turing it hanging spot of Thornes
Hummed like Terroriasts in que
"We are commanded "to let you.
Take no rest and sleep deep
And standing on toes you keep."
I asked, 'who gave the order to you.'
They said,'Shelly'gave order due-
"Rise like lion from slumber
In unvanquishalele number
Shake off the dew fallen on you
You are many they are few."
Besides their whisper and warning
Body flirted and fought till morning .
Upstair they sucked my Blood so fair
And drank the blood of hosts downstair.
My mind with Donne's'Flea' entangled.
" How blood of two Lovers was Mingled"
It was a painful fun-pun
To make subject object one
A sort of "Blood-weeding.
Followed by 'Tear-sheding'
O Man! follow Mosquitto
Leaving pride and the ego
By "Operation sting" musically.
On the 'Guest' and 'Host' equally.
29. Planets Responsive
The Moon flies in the west of skies
To sink into ocean while Venus flies
With grace in eastern space to escape.
The Appolo chasing the Daphne to rape.
What a craze for celestial kiss?
What a chase for the blind bliss?
The Flame of Heaven falls on Earth
Young Doves see with hope and Mirth.
Look! how fast flees Venus from Appolo
To escape His Fire of Love, though slow.
While the Shepherd persues Cynthia
In western ocean to drink Ambrosia.
How plays she 'Hide and seek ' with Shephered
Sometimes she rests on the top of Neem Tall
And soon caresses the Turban at Bunyan head
Sometimes she peepes through leaves of peapal
Lo! She goes is full pose on Mango trees
Lingers there for Long sweetness to lease
Phanets are responsive in Loving-Roles
Why then 'Spring offensive 'deaths doles.
30. Libra weds Acquarious
Venus weds Mars in firmament spacious.
And Lord Libra weds August Acquarious.
In the Aryan Temple, glorious, ceremonious.
swearing oath of OME in sounds harmonious.
May bridegroom take her to home.
Where all is Aryan in ton-ton of OME
Hatred and arrogance are not there
In the ways where they move in pair.
How so in rituals of Ceremony.
Loving couples are bounded free
Before richly incensed divine fire
Where Aryan inncence does retire.
O Pretty, Peacock! Nation's royal ornamant
Sing Anthem and sound to heart's content
O Slient swans! Safely take Godness learing
To scared Altar where fair fire is buring.
O Nine goddesses! Kindly reach in time
To adorn the occasion with gracious Rhyme.
Having your heads with garlands crowned
For the couples praises sweet sweet resound.
Bring with you all the nymphs of seven seas.
Ganga and Godwari, Lina and Thames please.
Of Nandan Forest and Brindavan green.
All with garlands by the Lotus to be seen.
Let them too bring the Tiger Royal.
Get him seat near the shrine in Honour
Beneath the Bunyan Round and Royal
To protect the Aryan Temple from terror
She rounds the scared Fire with Princess's Pace.
Like Celestial Cynthia running a romantic race
Her shy eyes on ground are fixed to fire rare
Making many gazers and her never to stare
Her cheeks and lips blush to hear praises Loud
Without any spot, blot and taunt of being proud.
Go on, Go on to play and loud her praise sing,
That Ganga water answer and echo the Ring.
Behold, while she before Altar stands
Hearing the Holy priest who to her speaks
And blesses her with two happy hands
How the candulas flash on her crimsan cheeks.
Why blush you Acquarious to give Libra thy hand.
The Perrenial Pledge of the Eternal Love's bond
Sing you nymphs and Angels Angelica sing
Yumuna waters will answers and echo the ring
Now, all is over, bring Home the bride again
Bring Home with the glory of Divne gain
Never a mortal man had more happy day than this
When Heaven would heap on him divine bliss
And now, let the Graces go into thier rest
Where all they are free to retire thier best.
While the nymphs and fairies thier chorus sing.
Which Betwa shall answer and echo the ring.
Now take rest you fairies, delight is past.
Now, all is done and Dawn is nearing fast.
Leave now your loving music and song singing.
For Narmada waters shall no more echo the ring.
Let the couples relish this music as wine of Love.
And take their food of Feast in songs all obove.
31. Honey-Moon Night
Night is come , nymphs and Fairics be gone.
Leaving unravished silence of Bride alone
In her soft and cosy bed, let now swifty lay
Gossomer garments overher gently display
Let Mars and Venus, play the sport at will
And not to bother for any other Good or ill
Let there care move for paradise of Joys
And greedy pleasures of ceaseless toils
Let them all night attend their merry play
For soon will rise Dawn, and it will be day
Let none hinder them by miusic or song.
Let them enjoy Honey, right or wrong.
Lo! the moon who never never sleeps
Through the window shamelessly peeps.
Let the Cynthia inher midnight envy
Not subject their secrecy to scrutiny
Let Great Juno, laws of wedlock patronise
With sacred rites, conjugal love solemennise
Let Her bind eternally, their lovely knot
That troubles may not come and confront
O God! pour out thy benision on couple plenty.
That may easily raise and supply good posterity
O Genious! true friend of subtle sight.
Pour the sweat elixir of cupid's delight.
Let blessed power wait above the Board
Them Beautiful and Brilliant issue afford.
That may exalt to zenith the Glorious Merit
That Gods and mortals may always inherit.
32. Love's Lotus
A smiling Beauty was born
In Mud-House number seven
To phobous and Chronus
On Right and Left side open
With signs and the stars
To adorn muddy lotus garden
It grew, fast, it moved on knees
It stood on legs to please and gladden.
And to dole out Love for all,
Make all for Love forsaken
Moved tiny Tender hands
To all Men and Women
While on charming chariot
Like a popular patriot
Prophets and Poets of love and Beauty
Worship Gods Goddesses by Duty
In Faith of hope to turn their Home
To grandeuer and glory of Rome.
Let God generate all sorts of Beauty
That proliferate on muddy ground
On which Love should lay down Duty
To plant Truth and Good profouned.
33. Love's Loath
Life is Love, involve, fight and escapeThantos.
Love is enough, 'the rest' are errors of erose.
Adam was happy, his bones were made to bleed
To create Eve to live with him by God's cruel deed
Women woos a Man, on him to shower woes
With maturity of Marriage Disobedience grows.
In Pride, Envy, Greed, Lcchery and Loath
That torture man in sleep, and slumber-sloth
Hence, I take oath of Love's loath
To stop singing of Lovesongs henceforth
Where my sorrow found some relief
And the pride its poise in great grief
Sober sea is not left alive
When sky and Earth strike
To take out Honey from hive.
Its waters to churn and rive.
Innocent wings are shotdown
Silent stars fold on Sun's frown
In Red Advance of Mortal Life.
When old Love greets with knife.
Bereft of Beauty and Blind Belief
When Love cannot give due Relief
And the soul cannot find poise
In the confused clash of noise.
When no more Aryan urn
Can contain the soul of Sun.
It is better in fires to burn
No desire to shy and shun
Part II- Terror of Thantos
1.Ode to phobious of Fifteenth Jan 2008
I offer my floral oblation to Phobeoous,
That bestows light on every bower
On every creature, on every flower
Spreads aroma in breez and the air
Makes us move here and every where,
Borrows water from sumptuous sea.
Converts it in clouds to rain it free.
To repay the Debt. in instalment.
Pleasing sky by its weight bent.
Easing the Earth suffering from thirst,
Gladening the gardens and groves curst
I offer my adoration proper to phobious
Who gives Lightning and Thunder to Zeus,
Blesses with ambrosia the ancient Moon
Gifts the Mars with the warrior's boon;
Makes Mercury messenger Marvelous.
Vests Venus with Beauty and Love
Sets Saturn to rule, Heaven above
To the phobeus, who the directions sways.
By the rays falling fast on all cosmic ways.
And all the secrets of cosmos spies by Ray.
I offer my oblation, adoration and I pray
O Phobeous! I welcome thy VIBGYOR
In the voice of glorious-glamorous Lore;
Enlighten unpublished virtues of Earth.
That stir and spur happiness and Mirth,
'Capture and Kill' the Train of Terror.
'Care and Cure' the Hypnotic Error.
'Tame the treacherous tiger in Bush
And bridle brutal Bears and Bulls.
O King of planets and the chief publisher!
Let prophets come off the caves of conscience
To lift the veil of violence and vehemence.
let the 'Sound' be apparent to the world
That lays with Hypnose, in infancy curld
O Phobeous!, the chief publisher on Earth
Torch of transparency from the very birth,
Why this eclipse! How far like this
Who makes thee thus in tight grips!
Oh, Thy shadows-Gee and Cynthia
In rivalry, cross thee, for ambrosia
The Dawn does drive away the Darkness
The ways wait, thy Horses, now harness,
Carry the voice of welfare, with zeal and zest
Spread it from the East to vastness of west
O Planetorium Lord! Do Oblige Urania
From the temple of Time, Oblige Utopia.
If you dislike 'drive and drop ' here.
And dart direct to the delphi there.
Send thy scions-Mercury and Mars.
With daggers of Diplomacy and Wars
Send thy Sophia, with learning and wit
The Mundame men thy ways to fashion fit.
O Sun God! We are under sentence of thantos.
With a sort of definite but uncertain reprieve
Bless to spend the Interlude in the passion of Rose.
Singing Hymns of Heroes, last peace to retrieve.
To tear 'Tones and bones' of Terrors of Thantos
To redeem the human mind from errors of Erose.
In the Palace of Art built on present plot
By the choosen characters of ancient past.
2. Miracle of Milleniums
The milleniums move with sacrefice and slaughters
Amid torments and tortures, laments and laughters.
The old millenium dies with dreadful disease.
New Lease of Life does tease never to cease.
Die the day the decade, millenium and the century
Leaving the Earth to sob, sigh and heave hungry
Dawn and dusk are every day
Say it century or millenium gay.
The breath of bread the day demands
Synthesis of symbols, century wants.
The Millenium Moves on grooves of Globalisation
Studded in the paradox of cut throat privitisation.
Free of Fears, let the New years.
That the Appolo with planets seers.
Be clean and clear, without the tear
For any moment Miracle may appear.
3. Whiteman's Burdan
What world trade of terror they want?
What global gesture of guns they want?
Nothing they do, they cannot
How can a horlot be zealot?
Seers of Civilisisation in broad-day Light
Wolves of Equality in darkness of Night
With broken Jaws of Justice and Right
Strike on Sovereignty with wild might
Even in the Heaven, there is no rest,
For fragmented faith and broken breast
Black Bond of Begger Bedlam
Is broken by the soul of Saddam.
Shaken is White Burden.
By Mighty Mind of Laden.
4. Ode to Jupiter
O Grand-God Jupiter!
Thou son of Saturn-Rhea,
Compelled thy Titan Father
To disgorge thy sisters three
With brothers Pluto- Neptune
Who, allied to fight against Saturn
To make thee Supreme olympion
And thou, in cult of co-alition
Made Neptune the king of ocean,
Pluto, the Dead-Land's sovereign,
Vulcan wind Lord of Ge-heaven.
Keeping with thee earth and heaven
O Thunderer, grand great!
Thou lashed luxury of Titan Fate,
And made the final fall of Hyperion,
Bound Prometheous far off Dominion.
Kindly come at once to charge the war.
To punish the pride and madness mar.
O God of Gods, Ops' first son Jupiter!
Of Fool hardy phaeton do remember,
Who forced his father Appolo and got
Himself seated on the glorious chariot
That was made with axle-wheels of Gold
Spokes of silver, seat of Diamond mould.
But the steeds felt Lighter hand on Bridle.
And fast ran away from the path Middle.
He prayed his Father, but all-in-vain
From his tender hands slipped Rein.
The sea was suddenly dried.
Neptune was helpless to hide.
In the waters, he did reign.
And spent his times fain.
The Earth turned aflame.
None was able to tame.
The Earth in, pain then prayed
Thee, 0 Zingoist-just Jupiter
The conflagration to be stayed.
That did render life to cinder.
The echo of Earth, thou heard
The lightning on Phaeton hurld
Unseated he head long fell.
Forever, in the Hell to dwell.
As you know, Writers do not go.
To the royal Residence of Rulers.
Made either on Mount or sea below
To seek favour, power or pleasures
I Invoke Thee now and hence
To come from Olympia at once.
To take the charge of silent war.
And punish the pride, madness mar.
O Heaven's Supreme Justicer!
Terror is quite near, hear, O hear,
Remember Dream to Agmemnon
For the Battle against the Trozan
With hope to bring the Fall of Troy
And pleasures of victory to enjoy
On Helen from Paris being rescued.
And honour Grecian being resumed
Remember, When Greek Achilus draws near.
Trozan Hector, to Hacuba and Prium dear.
Thou counselled thy cabinet supreme to lay.
"Should we save Hector or say Achilus to slay"
And then thy warrior and wise Athhene did say
"Hector has already hastened to doom's day."
To be sure, thou hanged the Golden Balance in air.
And sagaciously set the two lots of deaths there.
Thou, then watching Hector's scale sinking
Proclaimed "Hector is dead, no more living".
Come O Jupiter! Lift once more the Libra of Justice
To decide the fate of pride, by arms or Armistice
O Expansionist Emperor of Divinity!
Filial knots tie thee to Heavenly Olympia
And delight more with droplets of Ambrosia,
But then, it is not unusual for warrior kings
To go to the war with their queens and kins
And so, kindly come with Hebe thy Daughter
Who, serves the Gods as sincere cup-bearer.
Come with thy Daughter the Divine Diana.
Goddess of Chastity and her mother Latona.
Come with Venus, Goddess of Love-and Beauty.
Come with Athene-the Goddess of War and Duty.
I welcome thee with thy sister-Queen Juno.
Bearing eternal emblem of peacock-cuckoo.
To arrest and assault with applause
The tigers of Terror teasing thy laws.
5. Dillema of Dove [Dove's Dillema
"Mars will surely come and kiss
I have talked, he has said this
I have collected clothes for his kids
I have prepared sweet Manna dish.
To welcome him and fulfill his wish
Mother always said during Nights
"Mars is good in Rights and Mights"
"Bring my papers of separation, I see
I will now keep them always with me-
Oh! My mars is good, you all know
I will never now let him away go.
He has said, he would surely come
Whenever, there is any big problem-
Every sound, animate or inanimate
Why does good suggestion stimulate?
Alas! He did not turn up, was it an illusion
Can my soul supreme lead to such a delusion-
I will go to my prophet, compel him to tell
Why are these visions after, such along spell.
Cant psyche find solution to problems of soul
Confined to body and mind, can't it reach pole"?
6. Priest's Predicament
O Mercury prince of planets Great.
O Moon! Night Queen of Love's Fate.
What dreams to brooding Dove dole?
What Suggestion you send to soul?
Why do you pain her brain by Migrain?
Why do you play thy charm again-again?
Why do you incite her divine innocence?
Why do you invoke her by thy Eloquence?
Well, tell me, is it by order of Jupiter?
Nay, how can He thus torture her?
He is Guard in His exalted position.
Saturn too for her has no aversion
Surely, it is conspiracy of Moon-Mercury
That Dove-divine is in wild wild Misery
O Four-armed, Blue, Beautiful and strong!
How do you dare do such a wretched wrong?
She Knows not rituals to please you
On behalf of Her, I do pray and weep.
Don't turn again pain on her to heap.
O Magic and Miralce Lord Lucifer!
No other Authority, we can now refer
You have the power to animate Dead
You can. embolden the people afraid
You have the pleasure of Saturn-Jupiter
Come, care and cure, we badly suffered
Faith is human breath to live and love
Loss of Faith is death for Divine Dove.
Doubt in Devotion and Duty is Disease of Breath
That makes Trouble double and brings the death
7. Ode To Venus
O, Thou Venus, Daughter of Jupiter
A thing of Beauty and Joy for ever
Whose loveliness grows and never
Into dark oblivion does die or wither
Why do you elope the Dove's sleep
And render her to wail and weep
O Venus! thou stimulate with smile delight!
Why do you deprive the Dove in naked Night
Of Divine Desire that does flameternal kings
Of Heaven, Mortal Men and all earthly Beings-
Are you envious of the Psyche sober
Gifted with innocence of vernal offer
That you send the Love-Lord cupid
Who is blind, selfish and stupid-
O Godess of Love and Beauty!
Why do you stray off thy duty.
Can you deceive the Vesta, the chaste
Whom Appolo Wooed in wild waste .
She shunned the ills of Love
Denied dominant will of Jove.
And by Father's head she swore.
To remain unmarried evermore
O Venus! Can you deceive or dwell.
Upon Athne, thy sister who loves well
Fierce war, ringing battle and Fame.
Of Divine deeds to keep the Flame-
I know, you can't forget Diana's Law.
Nor can you succumb toany such Flaw.
O Gold shafted chaste, in chaming sheen.
Untamed by smiles and the shadows green.
I pray thee not to tease ever her emotions
And be you she in all respect and relations-
8. Prometheus Set Free
(6th July 04)
The Mercury mundane, a year ago.
On May seven, crossed the Appolo.
Love and friendship cooled down.
Mutinies moved for the fall of crown.
Mischiefs of Mercury, day night rose.
Angiushed Earth, the Sun-God close.
Who turned very hot and angry.
By craft and mischief of Mercury.
Jupiter envied the Prometheus.
Motivated by his bastard son.
And attempted Means in famous
To bind without a reason.
Prometheus in Hospital got a place.
By the Divine Doctor's timely grace.
To get rid of physical desease.
To mentally fight fresh at ease.
It was the cosmic divine climax
When prometheous rose to relax
But Mars moved by this Foul Fray
Rose with Mighty Mace on Tuesday.
On eighth june two thousand four,
With Venus, the sun-god to allure.
The combustion suddenly took place.
In the Constellation by Marsian grace
The veil of the clouds drews on the sky
Venus came close to Sun- God-Tie
Who started Tango with Venus
Relishing Food of Love amorous.
Sang Celestial Gods, praises of Aphrodite.
Who bloomed in smile the lulled delight
Came she close to kiss Sun times four
Ere the Dusk did close the divine door.
The celestial romance brought strom
With showers, making cosmos calm
Left was 'Red spot' on the face of sun.
Portending the 'Return of Saturn'
While went on, play of pleasures in June Hot.
The prometheous grave poised in Hospital cot.
The Mars-a Crises Remover soon revelled.
On ' Grand Great Tuesday devotees swelled
Clouds burst with rains on the 6th July,
Mercury committed Murder of Mercenary-
A Terror-toned Adviser and Advocate
Who cursed and rebuked in open court.
Brave Prometheus escaping arrest.
In the mood of fun and cosmic jest.
Prometheus came out of Hospital unbound
While the soul of Mercenary roved round
With revenge and wrath for breach of Trust
Committed by Mercury in lechery and lust.
The soul-in-revenge seeks and searches Time.
To become Terror of Time to committ crime.
Cosmic Errors of lovely Erose.
Cause Earthy Terrors of Thantos.
9. Hymn to Holy Hypnose
Night holds The Infant twins.
Hypnose and Thantos in arms
Marpheus with smoky horns leans
Throught gates of ivory and horns.
O Global Goddess, Heavenly Hypnose
Thou disposer of pains, Easer of Woes
Younger to Thantos, the charming sleep
How nice you are in the slumber deep.
On the princess-in-pain, come like cloud
In celestial showers without thunder loud.
Temper her senses tense, sing her pains
Like sweet murmuring wind of soft rain.
Into her chamber, gently glide, silently slide.
Fondle her to deep slumber, sitting by side.
O Holy Hypnose, thou embalmer of Night.
Come and caress with fingers benign.
Her wail-wet eyes, bowered from light
Take her to realm of forget-fullness divine.
O Holy Hypnose! hindrances thou may face
In the mild movement of thy glorious grace.
By the Demons of wild-wild dreams
That turn into nightmarish gleams
Bid you do welcome and ever embrace.
The pleasures of the past remembrance.
In the sweet moans and sermons of dreams.
That shower on the sorrows balmy beams.
O Holy Hypnose, thou savour of sorrows
O scared sleep! come close in heavy dose
While I sing this hymn to her sweet eyes
Save her from wild woes and sad sighs.
O Global Hyponse! wanted from Pole to pole.
Thou gentle Goddess, eternal envoy of Heaven
With all powers by Lord delegated and given
Slide to sober silence in to the vibrating soul.
O Holy Hypnose of exalted esteem
Quickly come, woes of world to redeem.
The world –by Time's Terror overtaken
For centuries for lorn and forsaken.
Let the incantation of this holy hymn.
Invoke thee to defeat Experience
By wedding worldly Experience
To Heaven's imperial nonsense.
10. Thought of Thantos
I have faith, I have hope
I can move, I can rove,
In me shines light of Love.
I can do my duty like Zove.
I have the rays of imagination
With power of deep penetration
I have sentiments of sovereign
By Super soul smoothly driven.
I have strong spirit and subtle sense
Devoid of impatience and pretence.
But in sound sweet, and sense rare
Who does speak so loud in the Air?-
"You violate Nature's norm of Health
For the sake of Duty to amass wealth"
Nay! Emphaticaly I plead and say.
"With armful rays I begin my day
When Appolo in Morn, awakens
And Petals of Lovely Lotus opens.
And Devine Dawn, leading chariot of Sun
Moving fast power-drawn is to Light come.
Yet, to some degree, I do agree with you.
I have given the preference to Duty Due".-
"I have an order from the Time-lord
To shoulder you to grand grave-yard"-
"Oh! wait, awhile there is time, there is time.
Let me embelish the Time in rhythmic rhyme.
Let me celebrate civilisation's Armistice
On global paths of progress by Justice.
Let me remove dominant darkness of Ages.
By rays of imagination and Light of Sages.
O Thantos ! thou envoy to the Emperor Time.
Don't try to break ceaseless breath of Rhyme.
I will call when the moment will mature, you may now go
I am the self-made man of thy Nature I will sue moto do
Yes, I will wait for you, welcome on the door.
Don't mind, then I will leave, Linger no more"-
On my prayer, replies Lord Thantos
"I am pleased with your Royal pose.
And bestow my benision, precious and Rare.
Live more till you dole the stock of thy share."
When we talk to God we pray in Panic.
When god talks, we are schizophrenic.-
11-Ode to Death Victor
The Eagle enchanting Hymns and the songs
In Temples with devotees, priests and monks
Flies over oceans-
Arctic and Atalantic
Arbian and Pacific
Caspian and Indian
Hovers over Rivers
Ganga and Godawari
Lina and Lakheswari
Missisipi and Missouri
Shoots up to mansarover Rills
In his ecstacy of eternal thrills
Sees there calm and still
The crown of kailash Hill.
The Eagle takes a sudden pause
As if found the first and final cause
Looks on Dvine vision of Death- victor
Who as Time-Lord in Moon-whit colour
With eyes of Moon-Sun and Fire
On two Lotus does rest and retire.
Smile his divine face does admire.
Carry His divine fine four hands
Mudra-pash mrigaksh garlands
By Nature's nascent nectaril currents
That flow cease less, silent, intorrents
His bold body is being drenched.
Delightedly drowned and clenched.
The Eagle winks, flutters wings.
The Time brings, vision of springs.
The Moon in process of pleasure
Discharges the immortal treasure.
More the Moon pleases
More ambrosia releases
The Moon becomes slender and slender
Slowly and slowly in sweet surrender
The Lord on laps places
Two fine and divine vases
Ambrosia there in fills and refills.
On his Holy Head spills and respills.
That He may dole and disburse
Pure treasure of perrenial purse.
Enamoured Engle Flutters
In Paragon prayer utters
"O Death victor of Trinity
Truth Good and Beauty
Ambition – Wisdom- Activity
I urge to let me immerse
In the ocean of Ambrosia.
So that I may soon emerge
With eternal bliss of Utopia
For sky, sea and earth
With perfume of Mirth.
In time and space pervasive.
Present, past and future evasive.
O Death victor, make mind Heart Mighty
But never nude, knaive naughty-or nasty
As also bless my breath
From the bond of Death.
Maintain my sovereign Domain
In harmony of harmonal membrane
12-Terror in Air
Can the scientists of NASA on the 'Dawn'
Trace Cirece and Vesta by Ancients forlorn?
Can they venture to vex vesta's virginity?
Can they seduce Cirece the queen of Fertility ?
European space Agency with NASA in Consortium
Opens the "Operation SMAT" against planetorium
To seize cynthia in all its fourteen phases
By 'Operation Express' Vex Venus by gazes
The genious and talent in the Genes.
That grows from a Generation to a Generation,
Swells in Power from Incarnation to Incarnation,
Can't build castles in Air by these means.
Then why this arial craft and Cunningness?
Then why this waste of spirit for Nothingness?
To seduce "Cirece and Cynthia"
And Defile Venus and Vesta.
13 Pluto's Plutocracy
When Pluto was borne in Nineteen Thirtees
Loomed deep Depression in Economy's eyes.
Fire and Flames in Factories did cease.
Stopped chimnys to smoke and please.
Mother Earth got covered with layers of crust
Space between Sun anal Earth shrouded in Dust
Stars became invisible over the vast sky.
There emerged wasteland-barren –dry.
Hardly springs nine had it massless floated
League of Nations was made obsolete-outdated.
When Imperial Japan with fascist Germany.
Under its influence dreamed of better destiny.
This Demi God of Destiny devoid of gravity
Patted the back of America's Robust Roosewelt
To fight with zingoism of Federal Judiciary.
By 'Court-Packing plan' to strech welfare belt.
Pluto prompted Him Berlin-Rome Tokyo to fix
By the "Little Boy and Fatman' operation Mix."
Hot war ended walls of Laws and Flaws
Hiroshima- Nagasaki were devoured in Jaws
Pluto gradually grew in to wild youth
Degraded Democracy by capturing booth
A politicion became a man of destiny
And Media a means of massless money.
Like "Trishanku' with gradual growth in Age
Pluto tried upward mobility to heaven in craze.
Alas! its rise was rocked. under animated suspension.
Like Legislatures devoid of majority in small Division
Pluto is banished with plutocracy at highest pitch.
But who will fill up the choas and dragon's-ditch
When Folly is still linked with white Elegance,
With Mafia and Muscle-power in the dominnance.
14. Whitman's Democracy
Where are Whitman's White Hall and Capital Hill
That promised "The continent Indissouble to thrill
The "Most splendid Race; the Sun ever shone upon
And make magnetic Land of the Divine Dawn.'
Alas!" The Life long Love of Comrades has grandly gone
His Divine Democracy, Terror of Thantos has torn
He now leans from the gloden gates of Heaven.
And Dance of Democracy sees with eyes even.
A soul with Head of Hound and Body of of Buffalo
From the Ranches of Texas via Albana and Alaska
Clifornia and Columbia, Delwara and Dakota.
NewYork, New Jersey, Nevada and Indiana.
Misssisipi-Missouri, Washington, ohio an Okhlama.
Mentana, Maryland, and New Mexico moves
To aswaken deniens to walk on old grooves.
Another soul with hermit's head and body of Albion.
Moves breaking the Trance from the bowers of Boston.
That lies on the sacred shore of Atalantic ocean.
To be born in the White House of Wishingtion.
Hoary Whitman hears from the Heaven.
Loud sound of Hound, "Buffalo spoken-
"Go and rejoice in 'Calamus' and 'Old Age Echoes'
Where your Mentor Committs errors of erose
Don't you know, Mars married Venus amorous
To be host to civilisation great and glamorous
That sloely was swallowed by Terrors of Thantos
For the shameful 'Gay Errors of Earthly-Erose
Hurt Hermit replied- "Words are better than blows
Good words are always better then nasty strokes
Prevention in time is better than cures
Measures are taken ere crisis matures
But Hallow head of hound never agrees
What the vision of Nostordom foresees.
That Heaven will boil at forty degrees
And fire will approach the Great Newcity'.
While Hound and Hermit for Long debated.
With chance of Hound's second coming abated.
Voters heard roars of Islam' from "Heaven"
To ruin Ranches of Economy so far unshaken
This suddenly turned the scale of victory
Making second coming of Hound a 'certainty'
To silence the roar of 'Revolt of Islam'
Monitored by Lord Laden and Saddam
By 'Thunder 'Operation' of Zingoist zeus.
And Blind Homer's "Operation Achillus'
Where wounded man is captured and killed
And made still by the soldiers skull-skilled.
Horendous vision of whitman's Universal suffrage
Shrouds his Democratic vistas' with full coverage.
Holy U.N.O. is undone by naughty NATO.
His 'Comrade Song' is crippled by the Veto
Hound's white House made on Earthly ground
Hovers over 'People's Capital Hill' veto bound.
Womanly tears faint whitman's cheeks
Though in Heaven, no soul ever weeps.
His panacea of "each vote equal weight".
Has lost its lustre on its expiry Date.
Democracy that depends on count of Hallow heads
Without measure of mind and weight of the talents
Is nothing save demarchy of 'Blind Men'
Who vote raise and support cock and Hen
Who, with appalling alarms clash and fight
And in utter innocence struggle in the Night.
15- No Sense in Silence
Lethargy leaps off its Limit
Drudgery draws off ambit
There is no point in Patience
There is no sense in Silence.
What can Right to Information do,
In this ceaselessly sleeping show
No Law can mend Dragon's Drudgery
Oh! Misery, Oh, thou Mighty Misery?
Crisis Knocks the door now and here
Hope and Faith, Faith and Hope rare!
Now, I very well know,
Why does the Terror blow?
Sloth of the slumber- show
Where shall the poor go?
No way save beg and borrow
To manage the sorrow morrow.
Let hopeless Hope stretch its Rope.
Infinity to cover and Eternity to cope.
O Intution of my Dolorous Duty?
Throw the Last lance of Activity
To pierce the Lungs of lethargy
Spill the Blood from levers lusty.
Where there is will there is way
Ye, thy will shall slay all Delay.
16 To Ancient Soul-Stars
O subtle, silent sober and ancient soul stars!
I feel thy impulse from Gangotri to Gangasagar.
I remember Verandah thatched and sacred
Where my innocent boy hood slept with thee
And where later in time known I was made
Thou in Hypnose met thantos leaving Me.
Obrave and bold great and grand mother Brahamani!
How thou managed Mangoes of Magnificent Tree.
I remember the pious place.
Where sitting on small cot
Thou with humble-holy grace
Immortal lesson of Life taught
Yes, thou taught in my torrid florid youth
The Doctrine of Seven steps that smooth
The Seven sins of the wedded wife
Who becomes as the Bride for Life.
But I obeyed the orders of Mother
Who saw my welfare else where.
Now, a Sinner does feel"Experience is wisdom"
That sustains immortal bliss of Mortal Kingdom.
You know thy scions Rudra and Rama.
Can't be compelled to keep quite and calm
While Debauchery, lechery and Treachery
Soil and spoil the shrine of Justice wildly.
You Immortal souls, that came to tame the flame.
Of cellestial and Heavenly Gods in Librium Game!
Let the cunning intelligence of Mercury
Be not ever be placed against adversely
To the pleasures of Venus and Mars.
Driving the Psyches to restless wars.
Let mischievous and naughty Neptune
Never cross the sword with Lord mars
To cause and create Domestic Misfortune
With aid of Zingoist Jupiter, Lord of Stars.
Let the Generator, operator and Decorator
With Sun, Moon, Mars, Mercury and jupiter
Be in harmony with Saturn and Lucifer
To, assert and assault as the Benefactor.
17 Glimpse of Terror
Lord Krishna opened his Mouth vast and fair
And 'Bharat' saw the glimpse of Terror there,
He saw-Brahma perching on his Lotus seat,
Lord Shiva with celestial serpents in surfeit,
Hoasts of Gods with palms joined in score.
Chanting the Manes and Fames of Terror
Sun-Gods and Rudras, Vasus and Vasudevas
Aswinikumaras. Asuras, Yakshas, Gandharvas
All perplexed, in pity and Fear equally share
Trembling Bharat then prayed in war field there
"O', Lord Krishna, to see thy vast vision touching Heaven
Efflugent and vibgyored with thy Divine Mouth wide open
Where in, the sons if Dhritrashtra with other kings
Bhisma, Drona, and Karna bound in round Rings
And principal warriors on my side as well
Rush in terrible flame head Long to dwell.
I am terribly bewildered by Miracle and wonder.
Tell me, who you are in Human and the gender.'
Then Lord replied- " I am inflamed Terror of Time
Incarnated sue moto when righteousness declined
And the unrighteousness upward climbed.
To re-establish righteneous and ruin the crime
Great souls from spiritus Mundi always move.
To be born in the Body of Man, as beast or Dwarf
Or the Lion with head of Man, Lion-Fox half-half
To protect. virtuous and Evil Doers to remove
Yes, old Testament tells to stone to thantos
One who blasphemies and against God goes
Jesus declares in New Testa ment in words
To bring peace with shovels and swords.
Mohammad in Kuran too tells his age-old plans
To inculcate Terror in hearts of unbeliever clans.
Nay, never the Doctrine of Incarnation fails.
Terror in the shape of 'Human-bomb' prevails
To send young Indian Primef Minister to Thantos
Air-born Terror swallows Newyork Tower in a dose.
"Terror is Samson-power that brought down Dragon's plaza
Killing Himself with thousands of Phillistines in Gaza.
It is k-factor of 'Fusion and Fissure' Reaction
It is computer- Memory of vast information"
But what a fun, Democracy has now done
Fragile garment of Governance it has spun.
For four or Five years to make war on Terror.
By the Governments of eloquent folly and Error.
World will be run by Terror-borne Robots.
The, Time and Terror don't wait for Godots
Democracy dies, Terrorocracy comes in liu
Old order changes, yielding place to New.
Trial of Terror, Trial for Terror, Trial by Terror.
Sovereignty is now play boy of Techno- colour
Why does then Mush fear the Bush.
Thou, the closed door, slide, pull or push.
And see the Terror in Laden's Fish.
Massacre of Martydom lie in his Dish.
Try or twist, cry or kiss
Terror is Time, Don't miss
For some it may be panic
For others is pure picnic.
18- Rally of Roar
Devils from scriptures do quote cantos
To please and placate Terror of Thantos
They Laugh in Humour of Hypnose ofetn
Dogs do guide, lead the kings to Heaven.
See, how crimson cows, golden goats milk made.
Brown buffalows with white hair on the forehead
After rally of roar are freed without arrest,
For want of place in Prison for their rest.
In broad –day Light one blasts a secular mosque,
To ventilate the wrath and revenge, turbulent
Another the Capital of Capital and Parliament
Who is more at fault, let us now argue and ask.
Wrath and Revenge never cease and demise
Loosing and Regaining are Rites of Paradise.
19 Tolerance Zone
The call to close down courts is Timely and Just.
Neither Lament in Lone forest nor wrath's outburst.
What is the use of Escourts in Terror's majority
That suffer from malignant malady of ferocity.
Oxymora are honest whore and judicial ethics.
Where Judaes split the hair from strained skins
In the terrible persuit of essential terrors and sins
Jeopardosing the Genes of Justice to point of pins.
Uproar and appeal to close down courts
Urgent call to write off the police escorts
Universal demand to demolish the Forts.
Will prove panacea to kill Crime and torts.
How far the Humanity can endure
The mischief of a Licencesed whore
Human minds and hearts have their own.
Perseverance, patience and tolerance zone,
When the tolerance zone shrinks.
From the Tomb, Terror springs.
20. My Sky
They have snatched my open sky
From my vision, before my eye
From toe to top being corrupt
The state failed to interrupt
They have taken my sun and the Moon,
Ruthlessly robbed Morn, Eve and noon
They have eloped my Venus and mars,
And plundered my all angelic stars
These high and wide walls in vade
My Easement by Nature justly made
By the Grand-God eternally endowed
By the Supreme sovereign bestowed
Born to construct and instruct
Never to destroy and destruct
I do not need high walls.
By which Darkness falls.
I like my crimson-dawn
To fall on my Lotus-Lawn
To be near my scared Peepal
To hear the bells of chappel.
I will make Lotus Learning Lodge
Whose petals open to Devine cause
I will make my sky-kissing villa
For my Royal Ikshweku and Illa
Don't fan and fire the flames.
Powerful are the robust rains.
No harm to low-down Head in trust.
Not so low that turban falls in Dust.
Terror changes the Fashion of Fire
It plays with aroma of ego and IRE
21. My Home
Himalayan Home! I make thee to be at Home.
In which my warriors, ambitious, active-Antifoe.
With pleasure and treasure move-come and go.
And I lay down my Lays and may freely roam.
Uncovered of Royal Robe, now I enter here.
To be in thy strong, safe and spiritual shelter
May not any Error or Terror overtake in Fears.
That they may live in Love for Hundred years.
Sun my Eye, Breez my Breath sky my soul.
Earth my body, here I have got my whole.
In hue of Home, far away from sinner slave
Here in, I will make my Lays of nike's braves.
But the 'Woman-in Black' does always plead
Of "Whiteman's Burden" in all her cross deed.
Suffering from Constitutional Anxiety Neurosis
She converts normacly of Home in Serious Crisis.
The Siblings got suckled and cradled by her
Suffer from Lunacy of Lenin and of Hitler
The music of Madness should I face or evade
For Life is Love, Invade, Fight and Escape.
Detachment, yes, Doctor's detachment,
Devotion to Duty, deprived of Attachment,
Is what one needs to invade and fight,
For Belongingness boils down the sight.
O Sweet Home! Stay here, don't follow me.
I will bring welfare, wealth to make thee
More glorious, more glamorous and harmonius
In wit, wisdom, and Intellect more sumptuous
Himalayan Home! stay here with pride rare
For the greatest Good, wisdom and welfare
Empowered, milked and Duty-dominated
By the Nectaril rills and Honey animated.
Where river, ranch and the road
Carry water, milk and cosmic load.
I will celebrate my celestial Abode.
To sing my songs in Heavenly Mode.
But a Goddess now knocks my Gloden door
That ordains extension for five springs more
For the Broken tones and golden Heart
Of 'Women-in Black' to make her smart.
22. My will
O Gods, touch me normore with Noble Anger
Let the pearls of Life fall as drops of Water
The rain reaches with clouds from the sea
Peacock perches on the ancient Neem Tree.
Sits in silence there on the bowered Branch.
Methink, the National Bird, likes to launch.
The Battle of Bliss, so far sought and bought
In the worship of wisdom and ship of thought.
The singing swan sails last score to reach.
And enters Appolo's Land there to teach
Of Terror-gifted vision and teach just now.
The Govts to love Gods, to bend and bow.
To err in Life is but human
To lie and Love is comman
To invade and fight this Error
By dagger or diplomacy is Terror.
Life is but Love, Involve, Fight and Evade.
All committ error of Erose in Hade or shade.
All invade in Natural Humour of Hyponse.
All fiercely fight the Terror of Thantos.
But soul promises under righteous Rose.
Not to resort to revenge against Thantos
Never to bind his services to Goddess. Ate
In order to fashion fit its future-Fate.
For Forty and Five springs as living Toy
Half the Destined Life, never danced in Joy
Will now soul sail to OMKA to deploy
Arrows of quier to save the turbid Troy?]
None writes Epitaph on Tombs of those
Who don't find and face fires of Thantos
My will now I do to the world disclose.
Donate, My Body to Doctors to diagnose
The Eternal elements that Constitute
The Body that lays after Death, destiute
23- My Temple
The secret of Long life and sound health lies
Now I do know in the rhythms and Rhyms.
Of the Rituals in front of Gods and spirituals
In the Ceremony of innocent individuals.
Singing of holy hymn and song
Incantation of Mantras strong
Rhythms of all claping palms
Ringing of Bells echoing OMS.
Silent in senes, Loud in sound
Set the Life on solid ground.
Survival is Heavenly Hope and Faith in cure
Even when no sign of healing seems to be sure.
The trees without branches. Struggling straight
Are made by the Tempests to lay down postrait.
But the branches of tree that knee before storm
Survive with Tree for long to flourish in calm.
Learn in the Temple how to bend before God.
It makes you submissive with power Broad
There you learn the Art of Central control
There you learn sanctity of Soma's Role
To face cellular death when cells cease to grow
Greet Somnatic Death when Blood ceases to flow
But there is Human Death when spirit does go
Leaving the fragile Federation to burn and Blow.
Temple is heaven on Earth
Don't fear any sort of Death
Here you learn the Art of Death
You learn the Science of Breath.
24-Souls Brave Rise from Graves
Part-I Deliberations
Firm, haughty, Fearless and dangerous Date
Is trinity eight, eight and two thousand eight
The Date eight that falls on Day of Lucifer
Who is also King, Lord and Leader of the year.
The date eight of August falls between two Dates.
Sixth August when Little Boy on Hiroshima burst.
Ninth August when Fat Man on Nagasaki was thurst.
To awaken Japan, to open to satan its golden Gates.
It is the date of Terror that incited India to deny
The British Rule by "Quit India" with "Do or die".
Spirit of Saddam rises from grave on the date
Calls colleagues Killed under capure and kill
That bleeding on Rocks lifeless layed still,
Convenes urgent meet to deliberate and debate.
Under Noble guidance of Revenge Godders Ate.
Their strengths weaknesses opportunity and Threat
Devine Goddess of Victory-Nike Noble to meet
First they recall their glorious past in the wonders
Declared by Democracy on seven, seven two seven
On the Seventh Day with Moon is phase seven
And become inflamed on Arbian grandeurs.
They seek- pink coloured ruins of Temples and Tombs
At Petra the crowned capital of Arabian Nomades.
Of first century A.D. cautiously carved in Rocks
"Civilisation of White Burden" shuns and Mocks.
They see-Taj Mahal 'tomb of Love of Shah Jahan
Mughal Emperor of Sixteen century Hindustan
Who built it, in the loving memory of his queen
At Agra, where waters of Yumuna keep it clean
In the Colossiam financed by victories of Roma imperium
They see Colossal plunder and pillage of Temple at Jerusalam
Curiously they look to Great wall of china aged 2000 years
Build by Popular China to protect it from the Foreign Fears.
They shun to see statute of Christ. Redeemer of Christianity
Erected and Inaugurate elegenty in Early 20th century
On the Brazle's corcovad Mountain's Peak.
Atention of Tourists and visiters to seek.
They see amalgum of Maya and Tolteck Art's glow
In the chi-chenatza, City built in 500 AD in Mexio.
Reluctantly they see the ruins of Mystical City of Spain.
Discovered by American Archeologist in Ninteen Eleven.
Part-II Heaven's Help
Inspired by thier Ancient past, they fly to plantary cosmos.
Unfold thier concern to acquire Uranium from Uranus
Beg before Saturn to manage His Rings Myterious
Pray for Plutonium from suspended pluto
To find a Plot, seek the pleasures of Plato
Thunder and Lightning they get from Jupiter
To enrich strength they rush to meet lucifer
Who, being Divinity's foe entertains them all.
And hands over his Book"Lucifer before fall"
To read and repeat the Lines that bring Gold
To frame the circles on ground as in it told.
To bring whirlwind, tempest and thunder Bold
Pronounce the Lines in Italics to self Times three
To let the 'Dragan's seeds' in armour appear free
And to read the Capital letters to swell spirit's fleet
Who being Immortal the Mortal Foes shall defeat
Thus equipped, the spirit cross Great wall of China
Rush unseen to Beijing busy in opening olympiana.
Part-III Olympic Gloriana
They see the Rockets in sky rushing to explode
In pellets to detonate and destroy sounds remote,
Rain Rockets that run to ruin the winds tempetous.
While Calypsos, control wind-pattern for Ullyssus.
To see the panorama of T orch Rally, all the way to Mt.Everest
And its Durability against High speed wind they are upset
But with thier power, higher, stronger and faster
They find, gloden opportunity to show thier Terror.
In the mamath gathering of Bird's Nest Stadium
In Shenyang. sport centre having a Roof system,
That bears resemblance with wings of Heavenly Nike.
The pleasures of Nations divided by Democracy to Pike
Part-IV Burning Beauty
Darkness drops, All is Shorn and Torn.
A power full Buring Beauty is born.
Peoples surviving the spirit's Terror.
Devote time to God, in Prayer
The spirits satisfied sing in chorus
The songs of Nike-The victorious.
Part-III- Humour of Hypnose
1-Queen and Cupid
Cupid came, conjured and Conquered
But the queen smiled, Cupid was Captured
She gave command' You will be on trial
He whispered "I will ever be loyal"
On her face , he found the grace of a Dove
In her eyes, saw the divine Light of Love
She beheld His Books He Looked,
She nodded with Courtly Pride, He joined.
At heart, emotional attachment he felt
In mind, Image of venus, soon he built
In physique fragrance unique, he smelt
He prayed, he praised and nicely knelt.
Before the Goddess of Love and Beauty,
He vowed to obey the voice of Duty.
2-Lethargy of Love
Why does Beauty draw the heart to Love
And enjoy the Bliss of the Heaven, above
While valour and virtue vie love to Good
Yet, inspire the Desire to get some food.
He was numbed, felt firmly f ixed
With whole soul, eternally eclipsed,
His eyeballs, scarcely did move
As enthralled by lethargy of love.
On her, he promised to spend all worth
To think and sing ever of her mild mirth
Till her Beauty draws the heat of love
And her virtue leads to the sky above.
To see Beauty as spouse of God is good and sane
To deem Duty as its angel on Earth is not profane.
3-Call of Cupid
O God, give me a life so long
I may write "The sonnet and song"
Till hundred springs in the Praise
of her lips, eyes, and Forehead gaze.
O God, endure me to adore her breast
With jovial jest and zeal in its best
That I may pour to each tender part
Including soul mind and the Heart.
Because, Her Divinity deserves the state
And my Love cannot flower at Lower Rate
O God, seize my soul to make a shrine,
Of her Florid Temple, for ever to shine.
O God, Bless my words, my Theme to express
In matching rhymes, as she matches her Dress.
4-His Song of Soul
"Whispered my soul in silence to me
Lives on her lips, elixir of Eternity
Lays in her palms, nectar of chastity
To keep mortal Hearts in sanity.
Ambrosia flows from wrists round
Joined to Ivory Arms, Bangle bound
How can I say,Her graces glide gladly
From every pore of her white Body.
White radiance of calcium does pour
From every cozy comer and core
Happiest harmonies of VIBGYOR
Peep through every Divine Door.
Her Beauty supreme kindles heavenly fire,
For ever, in words sober, to adore and admire,
Her Beauty with inclusive wholeness is dazed,
To look, to gaze and stand amazed".
The soul slowly said to his conscience
"Explore and adore her Excellence
By crazy kisses and Erotic Embrace
To unveil her in Love's lap of grace.
And, until the Bond of Love Stronger
than the Bond of Blood does linger
Its heavenly hold and costly clasp
Be immortal to sip the nectaril sap.
He know, Foul and ugly,He cannot endure to view
So, looked at wondrous sight of heavenly hue
And set free the tongue to speak her praises new
And permited the pen to write her titles due.
5-Cosmic cupid
I Love all those, who love you like me
I hate those who my goddess envy
Be it a Diamond Forehead or silvery Feet
Her every part does invite mine to meet.
When I touch tender fingers of her hand
I feel as if I have treaded the entire land
When her sweet smile bids me good by
I feel free from the Time's Timeless Tie.
I think, Can there be salvation elsewhere
If not in her Curly Tresses, so rare and fair
That kiss her soft shoulders and naked neck
And like proud cloud, Her moony Face deck.
If Gods and mortals of sky, sea and Earth are so
All Discords will die, Love will make all to grow.
6-Augustan Cupid
This August Month fits to fast and Pray
When all Mortals to Devotion are inclined
So Cupid Thought that on Holy Friday
He will for Her some good sense find.
Her Fair Temple, he will build in his mind
In which her snow-whit statue will enshrine
To which turbulent thought he will bind
And Prompt soul to Sing Hymns Divine
There he will adore her as the Author of Bliss
He will also build an Altar to appease her Ire
His Heart on the same with all the wish
Will sacrifice in Flames of the Chaste Desire.
Dark is the world where light shined Never
Fortunate is He who beholds her every where.
7-His Song of Melancholy and Mirth
O Global Goddess, Divine Love and Burning Beauty
Born to blush the Eden with Flowers of obedient Duty
To- day my humble Heart was fully Adamant
To see you in saffron, white, green Garment
And I hoped, happily to pour Flowers of Flame therein,
And when thy tender hand will, hoist the Flag, I will lean,
Before thy Highness and in one salutation submit,
All my sensations and Feelings at thy Fair Feet.
My Spirit buoyant like Infant, Craved Firm Fist
Over thy oval-round , nectaril, bungled wrist
And take in arms'thy grace girdled vibrant waist
And keep the same pressed to my warm breast.
But alas! Mirth of mind soon fled away
Giving place to sad Melancholy to play
Ruthless with nerves of my mighty Mind
When goddess Ada I failed to find.
I felt fixed on embroidered girdle
Into which charms were cleverly wrought
With love, desire, and flattery to fizzle
The judgment most prudently brought.
The girdle that Venus loosened from bright Bosom.
And smilingly gave to Juno to enamor.
Olympian God who sat on Ida, alone and calm.
And to see her He was inflamed in passion-fire.
Why do I now see the global Goddess
Withdrawing from every goal of happiness
Which allures and tempts all and sundry
To feed frail flames and the hearts hungry.
But whether not to visit the temple in Time
Is not her excellency's honored crime
No, I cannot conceive and believe
That she intended her Devotees to deceive.
But I must register my proud protest and prayer
That all forts don't need Flags to be hoisted by a victor
Who fails to perform the Rite at right time
Honorably assigned to him as His Duty Prime.
8-"Idem" song of cupid
Bitterly condemning my fate,
To my soul slowly I did complain,
"How can I enjoy and celebrate,
Edam when Moon unseen did remain."
For three days, I did fail to trace
Her in the chamber of the palace
Or on round with Bright Grace
So, I moved to planets in space.
There I asked Planetary Lord Apollo
"Where have you hidden my moon"
He smilingly looked and said soon
"To the yonder Temple of Shiva to go.
And see on his head your Moon slender,
Due to discharge of Nectar in surrender"
I went straight to Lord Shiva's shrine,
And found on his head crescent divine."
In anger, I did ask the Lord Shiva,
'Where is moon filled with ambrosia,'
He in curiosity heard and laughed,
And by his tender finger signaled.
"Go and meet doctor's of the era
They will tell full moon's villa
I moved in morn my moon to meet
But cruel clouds wet me to retreat.
So I offer flower of Edam today
Please accept it and make me gay
With warm words and tender touch
That excel godly gifts more and much.
The moon soon in bliss, blushed
And tides. white and high rushed
To cool and quell thirsty heart
And made me fresh and smart."
9-Senses and Soul
Her lips are two fresh flakes of flame,
Which even love God can't dare to claim,
Bulky, bright and the soft bosom's swell,
Where the secrets of heaven Dwell.
Are like shivalik's snowy hills
Which sooth the Passion's shrills,
Passion in her is glass facing the fire,
Where bliss is mirrored without desire.
Beauty in her is a genious
A gathered gift of ages gone
Where the time venomous
Feels helpless and forlorn.
At her tender gleam, there comes to view,
In her eyes, a hidden hunger's thrill,
From the inmost ark of light and hue,
A fire sweet her super soul does distill.
By her eyes and voice her soul does move,
My soul with flash and flux of divine love,
Her unstirred lips smile in mysterious tone,
And seem to be the seed of all life sown.
By her tender hands, love God rends apart,
The dark and proud cloud of night's Art,
Her glory I gaze and yield with goodwill,
All the gifts and graces, silent and still.
And With sweet love and he artful ease
My soul from sin and dust takes release
So, I seek the shelter of her deep embrace
Which against all ills is a fortified place.
The gazes of her summoning eyes
Are my new love world's sun-rise
Where the clasps and kisses slacken
And eyes the Sun gate of soul open.
10-White Sublime
After a long lapse of turbid time
Cupid saw Her in white sublime
Which whispers the voice of virginity
And does cherish the charm of chastity.
The chastity enshrined in the nose-ring
Of her virgin glory and grace does sing
Which None does ever dare to defile
Save with Consent of her and smile.
The Smile that sits on her rosy lips
Close to nose that airs the soul's rose
That secretly blooms beauty's bliss
Which on wings of love-god blows.
In hands of the cupid pen becomes pensive,
And feels the impulse of spring offensive.
11-Duty and Beauty
The truths does tremble
The good does grumble
Till on their heads nimble
Beauty puts hands humble.
The first- in- beauty
Is first - in- might
It is the law of almighty
That beauty rules in its right.
When fame is created by own deeds
Why should we allow heavenly threats
Though the black hawks do hover
In pitiless power over -our tower.
It is not birth, but might of beauty alone
That is worth and able to occupy the throne
So haste o, nymph of triumph and victory
And bring mirth, truth, good and jollity.
It is always and everywhere confessed
That truth trembles by injustice stressed
The good tremble by disparity depressed
Dim becomes beauty by poverty suppressed.
Virtues grow slow where all are slaves to gold
And Where quits and smiles are freely sold
Reasonable is riot and revolt if master is cold.
And just is protest where white lie is told.
The path to the paradise is paved with fair Actions
The way to the hell is layed with good Intentions,
It is sin to be popular at the price of progress.
It is sacred to break the diadem of distress.
12-Amrapalli
I sat beneath a mango Tree
She stood came Close to me
And inspired by her lips-in-voice
I made my way straight to Dias.
There, to win The young old Award
Anon I felt it was her True Reward
Came I back beneath The Trees
Put that in Her Hand with ease.
It was wrapped in fashioned pack
Glad she was it to give me Back
I said (aside)"This was for the Venus
The Beautiful Daughter of great Zeus"
Grate full and glad was Amrapalli
To see off Ada-Appolo- Fair-Family.
13-Advent of Appolo
Lo! to Apollo with my best oblation I wish,
On the advent of an Angel on the Earth,
To blush the Bower of Beauty with Bliss,
And shower Cosmic kisses of the mirth.
And make the world Beautiful and strong,
Inclusive Growth with strength to prolong,
For eternal ecstasy and enlightenment,
In crazy carnival of Entertainment.
How fine is the year Forty five
with two digits summing to Nine
To unbar the Gates if gaiety, to drive
To the palace of prosperity divine.
Let me live in the light of Apollo and Ada.
With Angelic Apollo and Fairy Florida
And see my soul relish the Apple amorous.
In the Florid garden of Gentle Genius.
Let the Sovereign streamline His thought
That he may dart a swift and sure shot
To Riddles and Hurdles of naughty knot,
Wipe out past Blot and lighten The Lot.
Let us join this Intellect -Intuition Team
That fashions fit to my spiritual Dream
14-Proud Pen
Oh! now by the power of my proud pen
I thy grace and gift of the High Heaven
The wholeness, harmony and halo relish
Thy spells and charms, How I cherish.
What a charm does sit on thy countenance
Who can dare to deny The dart of Radiance
That excels seven ecstasies of Appolo
With white wholeness harmony and halo,
How of ten does thy sweet smile stir
The silent squares of my mind to spur
My horses of sensation in Bliss to perish
By thy sharp squints and frowns feverish.
Thy sovereign sight is my supreme might
I find and feel sublime pleasure and delight
In thy voice of wisdom invoked by intuition
Thy smell of celestial spell is my Ambition.
She is child-like and infantile,
Mother chaste of Pure profile
Which to preserve, cunningness
She shows submissive willingness.
15-Birth of Beauty
Whenever, The Righteousness does decay,
Rise The wrongs, The Super souls migrate
In Beautiful Body with Radiance of a Day,
Spiritual delight as well as Intuition innate.
I he Reign of Torture and Terror to vanquish
The Rule and Religion of Beauty to establish
The crown of courage and Conviction to guild
And realm of Real wealth and Welfare to build.
Intuition is the treasured talent of the soul
Invisible and indelible since vast eternity
To sport with Information, Intellect to control
The cosmic conflict confronting humanity.
Let Intuition enshrined in the soul of Beauty
Wed with Intellect, To determine The Duty.
16-Lamp of Love
Lo! I enlighten The Lamp of Love
With fuel of faith and wicks of oath
And invoke The White Halo to rove
With passionate pace, gracious growth.
Infatuated immensely by the impulse of Thy pulse
I apprehend and ideate thy sway on the universe
And in silence of calm, do daily self converse
To linger long in thy Look-Lake of fine Blush.
Fix my flexible mind, commotion Control
In charming chamber my Presence enroll
Sit silent and seek The Flash of Flower
Blessed with bliss of glorious glamour.
Yes, I will implore, till the fuel of Faith
Keeps me safe, from robust rings of wraith.
17-Honorary Duty
Love divine is not exchange for money
while soul, mind and the heart already
Are sacrificed at the altar of beauty
So, I vow to do my honorary duty.
But I know her queenly grace and pride
This bargain with beauty will set aside
And say it to be an unjust mandate
To take work, not to compensate.
So, her fairness I fervently bequeath
Love-spell from her true copy breath
And take Divinity, as part of her heart
Animate, educate and make her smart.
Treat this new Barter of Beauty benign
As Divine Charter of Love's Sublime.
18-On 21st Jan-
The moon, a boon of Love and Beauty
Swelled with Ambrosia of sweet honey
Does hover over The Head of Cosmic Lord
A Celestial Celebration to coronate The God.
It is The Love of the Lord for moon and vice-versa,
That has brought Them close to disburse Ambrosia
But why is There global gathering at white Ganga,
That beams with Yamuna, and Muse of Urania
Oh, No! see how Moon in the process of pleasure
On the Head of the lord discharges immortal treasure
And gradually and graciously grows and slender,
Lo! The Long line of Love waters Global Truth and, Beauty,
And The Power Supreme, All annoint for good and Gaiety,
19-Beauty and Truth
Beauty and Truth, Both Heralds of Heaven
Separated by Destiny, alight on the Earth
Where Lined by Love, in the air of Eden
They seek the good guised in the mirth.
Beauty like holy spirit of the Brooding Dove
Soars in space to trace the good all above
While The Truth with mind and Heart in Love
Follows the Light of Beauty, welfare to serve.
The Truth like Turtle draws in all the limbs of lust
From all deceitful directions of the Dirt and Dust
It makes the Laws of Love, in domain of Duty
With Righteous Rod in hand, in heart mercy.
The good like God taking rest on the Everest
Rises from slumber, slides down to Breast.
20-Flight of phoenix
While the Bird of Paragon Beauty flew
Screaming as Harbinger of Harmony
Fowls of Frauds Hawks of Horror Drew
In the welfare- way with Raven's Rally.
Beauty fought with lightening Lance of Love
But lingered long to bring congenial concord
The Procrastination proved fatal and drove
It with Eagle ease to seek the shrine of God.
Anon and sudden in the way of heaven saw
I, The Good, running fast in alarming awe
Lashed with swords of sanctum sanctorum
Directed and destined to summum-Bomum.
This is the confluence of Halo, wholeness, Harmony
Radiant with the Truth, the good and the Beauty.
21-Marred Chastity
Lines of Love may be long or short
Depending on the inner circle of heart
That pumps The blood and beats the pulse
Yet, the angle of Triangle does never convulse.
Tender is the Triangle of Truth Good and Beauty
Extending equal arms to the Eternal Infinity
To ensure stability restrains the angles to sixty
In the space of love, and law in good's gaiety.
But, when I, with my vigilant eye
See Beauty-Truth- Good in Rarity
With unique grace in simplicity
Shrouded in sordid cinders, to lie.
On lord's levity I sigh and fie
That has spoiled the Chastity.
22-Love and Truth
Omni Vinci amour, Veritas odium parit
There seems ruthlessly rude truth in it
Does Truth need an epithet it to Adorn
Or a wand of magic to warm and warn.
Truth is conscience-convoy in strength,
Love is emotion-envoy in life and length,
let us learn the strategy of the Alchemy,
That makes them an Alloy of eternity.
Mind, Magna est. Veritas et prae vali bit,
Then why not should Love fashion it fit,
To immortalize in the soul-sole and alone,
That likes and loves to leave flesh and bone.
Truth is great, finally wins and prevails,
And to infinity, with supreme soul sails.
23-Crows
O Phoenix! Thou humble herald of Heaven
Endowed with radiance- wholeness-Harmony
Be warry of The shrills of the Black Raven
That hovers over the Tower for Hegemony.
With its faithless feathers and Foul Fiend
Does try by cunning cry to irk Intuition
In Black Behavior grooved and Trained
Tries to tarnish the image of Institution.
The Bird belongs to the Tribe of Tyrant wings
And does curse The Foamy whiteness of kings
While fair wings of the swan obey thy command
The Black Feathers air with rude reprimand.
Sanctum sanctorum of sacred sanctuary To keep
Let the grave diggers dig to bury the Black deep.
24-Silent stair
The gracious gossamer that veiled the Breast fair
Struck suddenly to the railings of the silent stair
While she stepped to her chamber at the top
To free the bond, soon she did stoop and stop.
But my humble hand with Fingers smart
In action Reflex, anon did smoothly dart
To unbind The Hurdle to make Her further pace
In chamber with florid Flame and glorious grace,
The celestial embrace of Jupiter and Juno on Ida,
In spiritual ecstasy caused by the -squint of Ada,
Neither Gods, nor, Mortals nor the very Apollo,
By the bright beams could peep into and know.
Man is mortal and must leave the Mansion to go,
But sweet spiritual spells do ever grow and glow.
25-Dream of Dawn
Came, Her Excellency as Hoor, here
In The Desires of my sweat Dream
Nay, she came as a Nymphish air
In the conspiracy of my Bed-Beam.
Slightly smiling and slightly cloyed
Eyes hidden under shroud alloyed
Sat she as Rose served by petals proud
On the Tension chair Thorn endowed.
In the landscape of Dark Caves
In the dense groves of Mangoes
She came as Hoor in the Desires of Dream
She came as flower in conspiracy of Theme.
In the solitary gallery of Blooming wheat
She sat down pleading for pleasant pain
Deeming my palms to be medicine meet
She pressed them on Forehead of Brain.
Loosing sense in Arm's Erotic Embrace
keeping complete silence in Love -Race
Teasing Love-Lord with shameless Blame
Her passion flashed like a gentle flame.
The silvery steps of the Beauty of Heaven
Thus, slowly and slowly went on, went on
When, all of sudden, The mortal eyes open
And the Dream so pleasant was soon gone.
The Darkness of Day drops and now I deem
False is the universe that we see by eyes two
And by the eyes of Intellect-Intuition in Dream
We witness the cosmic vision Real and True.
26-Cupid and Brahman
The Cupid-Lord of Love, pleasure, and passion
Did once churn The Noble Mind of Brahman
And Sandhya sprang from His Mind's Domain
As the Eve came out from the Adam's Bone.
With Intellect Divine and Beauty sublime
Whose squints sharp melted Creator's soul
That fell in Divine Love for Cosmic Role
Like Mortals with mammoth sensuous crime.
With Reason and Noble faith He does resolve
For Mirth to let the Earth round Sun Revolve
And dower His Daughter with Blissful Boon
For Dawn, and Dusk, every eve and the Noon.
Every Florid phoenix need to know and believe
That the Cosmic Truth does niver Deceive.
27 -Cut-Not Cut Not
Oh Goddess! what words thy lips spell
That Conquer, My Anger, Cool And quell
And Temper the tension of Violent vein
And contain the Momentum of my Brain.
Thy tender tone does expand my tolerance zone
Restores and repairs my hammered Harmone
The Place of thy Proximity is my Last Solace
Where my soul does thy Fair Faith embrace.
"Cut not-cut not " that you did twice repeat
Drove the Angels of Anger to spiritual Retreat
O Divine Daughter of the voice of God,
I adore you with best respect and regard.
People may perish, yet the voice does never vanish,
The Tele-spirits of the sound and sights ever flourish.
28-The white virginity
I touched the heavenly white virginity
Of Saint Mary Stepping up to Heaven
When the rustic railings of way Stairy
Did try to ravish her mantle-white silken.
In That most pious and pleasant proximity
To the sacred shrine of the sublime beauty
Every hurdle, I vow to destroy and demolish
Every insidious intent assault and abolish.
Which prevent the radiance of imitation
And invade the empire of her Imagination
Her high ambitions obstruct and oppose
Her Missions and visions, distort- depose.
Time is short, Task is wide and Vast
I have to be soft, I have to be fast,
29-Dowers of Distance
Far far away, I will have to go
To celebrate my shadowy spring
Under the open heaven of Apollo
Armful of Bliss to borrow and bring.
From the Fauna and The Flora,
And Fine Feathers of the Peacock
Alloyed with divine eye Aureola
To allay and sooth Summer shock
The Flowers from Mahua and Mango
Thy Dower, Red, -brown, and yellow
I will pick, and pluck, beg and borrow
To appease thy melancholy and sorrow.
Stronger is the Bond of Love than Bond of Blood
That unshaken sails a man even in the Fatal Flood.
30-Culprit was Caught
Came the Blooming Beauty, a bit late
I welcomed, she smiled, stepped straight
In her parlor of the peace and passion
And there heard a horrible explosion.
That stirred her spirit soft - and coy
She saw a shadow moving fast in Joy
Her Intuition Commanded it was caught
And below in the chamber soon brought.
Bewildered I was to see the Countenance
Of the Shadow pleading Innocence
Attended anon my Intellect on call
And Noble Anger did on Him fall.
Accepted the Culprit the Guilt with Resentment
Intuition and Intellect together felt contentment.
31-Camera of Conscience
The systems stale, Ages wither with Apollo
But Mona Lisa of Picasso eternal to live
As the David and Adonis of Michelangelo
Trapped in paint and brush, bliss to give .
Though, thou seldom use the paint and pen
To express Intent and Intuition sovereign
Thy coral lips utter the heart of love -letter
That flows with formidable force to fetter.
The mortal minds straying hither and thither
In Anger and Agony that do ever embitter
The valley of the valentine to harmonise
And into Radiant wholeness to immortalize
Valentine of lips is more mighty, than paint and pen
Conserve it with caution, the Cosmos to enlighten.
32-The Rose on Thorny Rod
The rosary of peevish pearls and smiles dry
To Mars gave a turbid and Timid good-bye
That made him terribly tense in mind mansion
And Restless for the best of spring-action
That blossoms like rose of god to worship Valentine
Who links the Silent souls by its valency divine
And sprinkles the Muse Erato with ambrosia
That stirs the Herbs of Heart to be Panacea
O Rose, thou grown with buds of bliss on thorny Rod
Seated as flash of Phoebeus on the head of time
With petals of power, light, life, beauty lent by God
To heave in Heart, move in mind, Rill in Rhyme.
Be sad to be glad, bad to be good, stern to bind
Raise the rod for those who brag but drag behind.
33-Globalization
Globalisation is lovelisation of Gee
No privatisation, no he, his, my or me
Let the Venus goddess of love be more liberal
To make the earth and heaven more integral.
Love is faint fragrance of the rose flower
Whose heavenly hue and omniscient odour
Pervades passionately every Law and order
Anoints the prince of peace with holy water.
O Man! never allure the goddess of beauty and love
And beguile by glistening gifts, greed and grafts
Or try to catch in the quagmire of cunning crafts
It will flee and leave you lone to repent and rove.
The radiance of beauty in love is ablaze so much
that no terror does dare it ever to tease and touch.
34-Safety lamp
I have seen the star in northern sky
A divine direction- to infinity fly
I have seen the light of safety lamp
In Aim's ocean fixed likes stamp
A safety lamp for Soul to set out and sail
Yes, I have found here a florid garden
Of roses, coloured with ecstasies seven
To thrill the hungry heart and soul in gale.
Let me fly in open zone of Phoebeus
Let me immerse in ocean of ambrosia
That I may emerge with Mirth amorous
And grace the garden with eternal utopia.
Squeeze the vine of wisdom with imagination,
From the florid feelings of Earth, sky and ocean.
35-Dilemma
Many a time I think to leave
The sky lark, to soar alone
Heights by wings to weave
And awake all by tender tone
But time less cries of hawks and crows
Stir my soul, and in dilemma it Grows
Whether to let phoenix to fly and believe
That black birds will not betray, deceive.
Or compel the cruel birds black by nature
To quit or cut their wanton wings in stature
But sudden comes the cock's call Clarian,
" The ghosts disappear by sound of dawn."
The omnipotent voice has mettle of miracle,
And Thunder of zovse always wins the battle.
36-Dynamics of Deep Dark
Black Garments decked the Nymph of Garden
Save the of Rosy Face, like Full Moon of Heaven
Surrounded by clouds dense, deep, Black and Brown
Eager with pleasant pain to wet her gossomer Gown.
I stood and stared and dared to disdain
The white Soul, by the Dark so slain
Was it Id, Ego or, super Ego of sorrow
To mock the Mirth of carnival in glow
Whatsoever, I like all Mundane Moods of Moon
And press to my Heart. all the Rays of Rapture
That bless my Breath with Bliss anon and soon
And lengthen line of Love to point of pleasure.
More shines the virtue in contrast with vice,
Blame or shame of Beauty is always Nice.
37-Food of Love
Ambrosia lays on Thy lips-wish
Give me a tasty drop to relish
I will go on to sing Song in Bliss
Radiance of Red Rose rests on thy cheeks
Give me a touch of sweat Tenderness
I will go on to sing Glory in ravishness.
Sermons sweet, spell thy solemn speech
Let a wave of it, my ears revel and Reach
My soul will go on to echo, and teach
Breeds thy breath smell of Belongingness
With Radiance, harmony and wholeness
Give me an ecstasy of its Sweat exhale
Ark of my Amour, I will go on to sail.
Peeps through thy eyes, the light of Sacred Ray
Give me a Rosy Ray of solemn squint every day
I will go on to keep and defend thy Image unique,
In to the Chamber of my supreme soul's Residue
And when in Heaven I will meet thee
Face to face and there each- other see
The Heaven and Earth one will be.
38-Tension Crown.
The Dreams of Late Night,
Prove Real, True and Right,
"She said, come not in afternoon,
To coronate with Tension Crown.’’
Now my soul- free and fearless feels,
In these words, my Belief breathes,
I think now shall I ever freeze,
My fancy by spiritual breeze.
How shall leave the Company of Calm,
How shall I bereave the Beauteous palm,
Whose Lines Lovely with Duty's Mark
Have become my Life's spiritual spark.
How shall I throw out from the Desire Quire,
Arrows of sweet squints of the Lovely eyes
Darted deep on white Heart never to expire
Now grown to bleed the Beauty with sighs.
But soon with Sublimity sane, came Unique,
Veiled in the mantles of manner and Modesty,
Close to my Swollen Eyes and florid physique,
Thrilled I was to think this was my Destiny.
I rose and bowed with respect due,
Mildly whispered "How are you,"?
Blushing with exquisite shame she did Reply,
"I am all fine and well with all woe and worry."
In revelry of gallery, I appreciated the Cause,
And bade good by with amorous applause.
39-Number Nine
Thou art Number Nine Divine
Sane and same with colors Fine
With varieties amorous, single Aim
To demonstrate god's spirited game.
The Goodness of God, I have got
The Image of Truth, seen in thee
Wholeness and Harmony Caught
That radiates crescent Moon in me.
I have become slave to thy Desire
Like a Fine Flame to Divine Fire
You are Rose of God, Red and white
I am Penta- Petals blue and Bright
Anguished and Vanquished Now,
With sublime salutation I bow,
And to Thy smile supreme surrender,
Ever to burn, and never to be cinder.
I will fight in the joy of thy Troy
Till soul does my Body employ
That I have donated to Breeder of Breath
To harness, for Happiness and the Health.
In this period of Divine Repose
Realm of Revelry I will depose
To the Company of Muses close
Who, the Darkness Deep disclose.
40-Books and Bones
The heart does live to heave in the rib cage
At an appropriate and appointed destined age
But in the bright breasts of white books
Eternal till Infinity it lives and looks
The muscles and cells that bind the bones of boon
With love and beauty loose lineaments very soon,
Strong infrastructure is Human Skelton
Like immortal "Paradise Lost" of Milton
Burning of books is the burning of God's image
That contains the tradition and the talent of age
Burial of bones is to bury the base of beauty
Which inspires the truth and good for duty.
Bones mock the death, books tease the eternity
What more, then a man need's for immortality
41-Law And Love
Fruits for Heart are apple and guava
We live in relations of love and law
But all relations are subject to sex
Be it Odipus or Electra complex .
Lord Krishna committed adultery in love of Radha
God Brahma was banned laurels in love of Sandhya
Oedipus Rex was banished for Incest with Jacosta
Agamemnon was admonished for Love with Electra
Beauty is divine, diet for Excellence in duty
For which we entreat envelops of ecstasy
Still the nature complains of hidden hunger
Beauty and duty suffer from Blind blunder
Faith and the fear rear the relations dear
The Faith in growth of love fears the laws
That Globe goes to graft govern and gear
And for the good overwhelms, overawes.
Eve was born from the blood and bones of Adam,
Forbidden Fruit made him from Eden over thrown,
By the tears of the, Divine Love of summum bonum
White roses grown bleeded in red by arrows thrown.
Love is the lava of volcano in Meru or Ida,
That erupts in Ecstasy on beauty of Florida.
42-Ode to white Rose
There was a Time, there was a Time
When this storm of the will- power
Pelted down tremendous Trees of pride
Survived the Branches that did Lower.
But now dream is over, vision is clear
True Beauty is never slave to flattery
Truth never seeks salute from slanderer
And Mercy never tempers Treachery .
Be Rose of God, sweet smell to spread
With Robust Rod riveted with Thorns
To flourish Faith and Fear to dread
The Black Bulls and break their horns.
The Mercy and Punishment do make
Two fine faces of glittering Duty coin
The Savages to shake and sages to save
Harmony with Halo of Beauty to Join.
The Harmony wholeness and Halo Constitute Beauty
Drink it deep to nourish the will, Wisdom and Activity
43-Rose and Marigold
She gave a cold Response,
To my Hearty enthusiasm,
She reserved her glance,
And smile in style warm.
I heard the Crow's voice in her brain
That poisoned the Face with Disdain
Anon the Cause I knew that I sought
And to her Notice briskly brought.
She became glad and glee
With my Reasoned plea
My hungry Heart Led me
To meet her Hands free
She from my hand seized the Rose
And tenderly put close to her Nose
It indeed was wondrous harmony
When she explained it in ecstasy.
"Marigold does excel in smell
And suits me, All and well"
"Make the Royal Rose and Mighty Marigold
A Beautiful blend of Love and power' I told.
Hardly these words I had uttered
That "the sky" in chamber entered
44-Divine Dream
A Divine bird like white owl
Perched on study Room's Roof
Dressed in Foamy Firs like Swan
And flew in North in early Dawn.
My eyes opened, no proof found,
What was hidden under ground,
The shadow I saw in the - Dream,
The owl carries 'The Luck supreme'
I Soon thought whether my "Florida",
Was waiting for consent of 'omega',
To come out from the virgin womb,
Of St Mary like Christ from the tomb.
The " white phoenix" like Beauty-Beam,
Teases my soul even in the Day- dream.
45-Havan and Heaven
From Havan (Sacred fire ) soul is driven in
To heaven the body buried or burnt in Coffin
While the soul was in prison of sensual bliss
It gathered honey of poison from the kiss.
Honey exhausts with sense but the taste remains
The soul succumbs not to salvation and sustains
This is the beauty of soul that grows with variety
And being cloyed still seeks ceaseless satiety.
It seeks the sacred shrine of imperishable bliss
Where two souls are in extreme ecstasy of kiss
And where love whispers out of tenderness
In sublime silence of Florida's wilderness.
Don't be afraid of death it is the mother of beauty
From her alone springs the desire and dream of duty.
46-Beauty Truth and good
Beauty may succumb to slavery for global good
But it never never bends before Floppery
The truth stands with Bravery for Human hood
But it never does tender salute to Snobbery
Don’t doubt the Cleavage between beauty and good
It is not an absolute fission, but self differentiation
Of unitary living essence of the Truth's Food
That keeps the Beauty and good ever in unison
Beauty and good being the Daughters of Truth,
Though in appearance to each other Hostile,
But the fission is the fault of the Blurred Ruth ,
In the Tune and Tone of Time bound profile.
Beauty and good are hands of Truth-Right and left
Fastened Fast to Head in the domain of the Breast
To keep the supreme soul's everlasting Reservoir
Where we enjoy the Eternal pleasure's Empire.
47-Beauty weds truth
It was a splendid pleasure
Of the over powering night
When Truth and Beauty together
Celebrated the love at first sight
Where beauty laid alone
In white, looking up the blue sky
And truth in its spiritual zone
Slided to it slowly and slowly.
Made to glisten and grease
Lastly to listen and please
And permit Adonis to entreat
In revelry to no more retreat.
It was extreme ecstasy of truth and beauty
To celebrate their love for good and gaiety
48-There is life in file
It is the mischief of order of Precedence
That makes Dog in God and life in the file,
Gloriana gleamed in garment of ignorance,
Issued a veiled order in a unique style .
I looked at my file in color white blue
That matched with her grace and hue
I wished a will the file of life to give
Soon she signed and said with it to live.
It suited me and my desire's design
But in every file lies the life divine
The delay drags the life to its death
The procrastinator looses the breath.
Let good governance of the grand style
Be prompt to inspire life in every File.
49-Mango-Dream
I slept with a sweet memory
Of Bending Breast of Beauty
And dreamt of a Mild Mango Tree
Branches loaded with Fruits Free.
I extended my Right hand a Branch to bow
Approachable by my standing on the Toe
I touched a Ripe Mango slightly yellow
Plucked it and then ground looked below.
A young boy jumped on breast of Branch
Gave a jerk "Operation Pluck" to launch
Mangoes in Mass soon fell on the ground
To pluck them anon I roved and ran round.
But the boy alighted from Heaven on Earth
And warned in wrath "It is not for your Mirth,"
50-Pangs of separation
I do object to pleadings of Holy people
Who assert that lengths of time-space
Enhance the momentum of love race
My soul denies to believe the gospel.
Nay, The smiling lips will not let me go
Those eyes, that forehead, wrist and pulse
That inject in me, an elixir of impulse
And warm my blood smoothly to flow.
I inhale oxygen of life from her Voice
How can I go? There seems no choice
The pangs of separation will squeeze my bone
And I can no more live with out odour of ozone.
I don't want Hermit's fate by going away
Leaving her off neither in April or May
Dialogue, délibérations, décisions on Mobile
Can't give me her ever fresh smile and style.
51-Epiphany consciousness
Empowered by spirit, the beauty
Does manifests in various ways
It can heal by its Radiant rays
It can prolong a life to eternity.
Distress and disease, depression and despondency
It can eliminate,
Light, life and love, power, pleasure and ecstasy
It can animate ,
Magnificent moods of beauty's movements,
Through lips or legs, hands or in elements,
Eternal- sky, water, air, earth and spirit subtle,
Lead to the ocean surrounded by Faith's girdle.
The Beauty motivates, unites and binds
All above beauty returns us to our origins
Where in we encounter our seven sins
And do kill the dualism of kiths and kins.
52-Beauty of strategy
Though the differences are not down and low
Yet, a lonely furrow she continues to plow
The crows cry at the top of voice, dirge of discord
But beguile all by the breadth of kind concord.
This is the time, you to face, the crisis of faith
The Deficit of dignity reactions of raven wraith
But you have to endure and take steps more
Before you knock down the destiny's door.
You may find yourself alone, as you go
Onward pleading prudent, sure but slow
And never letting the success eroded by envy
But you have to face fast the fight of enemy.
Preserve and increase thy strength of reputation
To win the weakness, and temper the temptation.
53-Gospel of Duty
We, the white and Noble Men and the Women
For the good of down trodden take the Burden
Simply to relish the Rough and Rotten Reward
And Blame or Hate of those we better or guard .
But excess of anything leads to Distress
Agony and anguish defeats our Success
So, we should "Tolerance Zone wrongs" deliberate
Those who transcends Line of Control eliminate.
The Noble King to his Knight in words plain
Warned "Form a Man may fail in Duty twice
And third time prosper and be wisely Nice
But if he fails third time, he must be slain."
Robust Realms are rooted out by Repeated Hate
It is fair if the Slanderer we soon decimate.
54-God is not Thief
God is not thief because he caused Adam to sleep,
And robbed him of his Ribs to make him Rich
With Eve like wife, Him forever pleased to keep
And let Him be Happy without any Breach.
Eden is every Home, Where one is known and loved
Free to listen and live, appraised, and Applauded
True Love implies a Communion of the Souls.
Where we are one between Heart -Mind's poles.
The Communion of soul is sacredly sought
Through Exchange of Secret and Thought
Communion of mind is thinking the same ways
Sharing the Common view on all "Works Days"
The Communion of Heart is reciprocal Affection
By surrender of self to other and pay Attention
How Can our chief Protagonist be a thief
Who inspires Adam with such a Belief.
55-Beauty -in- Camera
A Fast Phoenix you are for my Holy Heart
An " Ambitious Eagle to make me smart,
Like dearest Hind and most foamy swan,
Thrill my hill of Pride pond in Dawn.
Emerald are thine eyes, Lily thy Lips
From thy wise words mildness springs
Thy smile is the splendor of Rising Sun
That inspires "Days and works" to run.
With out thy presence in the Prison of Vision
This Mundane world seems to be Delusion
Recollections of thy closeness often deny
Due Delight , due to mischief of Memory.
So, to thy " Heart's Hunter," Firm and Fair,
A flash of Beauty Queen of Amrapali spare .
56-Prism of passion
What is the Fun of Love so deep
That Day Night I cannot sleep
Unless I trace the grace of her Face,
In the chambers of Mind's palace .
But one advantage in this I do find,
I talk in sleep in her Company kind,
Sometimes in the Campus of College,
Some times in Nests of knowledge .
Some times she offers a glass of water,
In courtesy, to quench the thirsty summer,
Sometimes visitors come, and I suffer,
Sometimes she squints, that I prefer.
This is sufficient to live in the prison of vision
Reasonable is to honor Restraint of Religion.
57-Predicament of Passion
What is the Fun of Love so True, rare
Unless I shake hands with hands fair
And honor at the Exit of chamber Door
Enjoy "Walky Talky" in open corridor.
And unless I ask Her welfare
And Inner Feelings subtly share
Unless I remember in the Prayer
My days I cannot- Spend and spare
And my joys express and Compare
My woes I cannot dress and Repair
My dreams embellish am impair.
Indeed I an in Dilemma of dreadful Desire,
In Courage to conspire, Reason to Retire.
58-Donation of Soul
I donate my Emotions, Intellect and Brain
To' O mega " to publish my Burning Books,
I donated my Body to kung's College to train
The Healer Hearts of Duchess and the Dukes.
And to day when Goddess Gauri in faith
In the pious protocol of Auspicious eighth
Paces with glorious grace and sublime delight
All over the globe to close Deep and Dark Night.
And when Mars and Sun their closeness celebrate
In the celestial sky, a Super soul to motivate
To usher the Blessed Body to take divine Form,
In order to build and Commission a New Norm,
I hereby donate my soul to Holy St Mariyam
To keep with her Life's Summum- Bonum.
59-Search of Symmytry
When I have pledged My soul
To that Beautifully wild woman
Where is the Question to Consol
And seek her in things Mundane.
Nxst to God is the Celestial Design
That projects Role of planets Nine
What matters if North- south face Homes
And East and west are ton-ton of Omes.
What mitten if she is gifted with third vision
And Sixth sense of the Saintly Intuition
I have achieved all aims and Ambitions
With Iron will and seasoned-Reasons
It the aims and angles are same and single
How Can Beauty betray and Duty dwindle
60-Spring of Life
My spring of florid life has gone futile
In Love's awakening and answering smile
And a Rose bloomed beyond summer’ best
With the mystry of Bliss made so manifest.
Whereby the Beauty in Bliss does Reconcile
The passion with Good and the Desire fragile
Melts with the flaming fire of Troth
In harmony, happiness, Hope of Both.
Love no where if not in her combined
Are Beauty, Truth and the Good to gether
And all praise and applause in her Honor
Are a praise of Trinity from Her derived.
Farewell, yet think not such farewell a change
From tender love, though once to meet or depart
Save on short absence may the senses derange
But tears would not grace the greetings of heart .
Now I will not care what was my most care
But allround me, see a burning beauty born
And lands grown loveless than they were
And I will dream of love even in light of morn .
For earthly beauty has a cause and proof
To lead the soul resting in beauty above
And there will be greater bliss far aloof
Where all is weaned from earthly love.
The cause of beauty given to man's desire
Expressed in expectancy of flaming fire
Lead to love, peruse and pray fairwell
Heaven is our earth and forget the hell.
61-Honey is money
I am down but not out of the global game
Others to accommodate I take the blame
Frank to ask assistance from all source
Sovereign to complete my true course.
That needs the Renewal of Ties and Bridging gaps
And the Broken communication by Tacts and Taps
Into the people who can make a difference
In love ,s deeper relations and conference.
The old and secret enmity of the wanton woman
Comes to fore to defame love's divine domain
Though deeper the relation in celestial love
Lesser the need of help from heaven above.
Build your own bosom with caution to control
The empty emotions and turbid tempers of soul
Take every refusal of love as laurel or reward
And every denial as conscious command of God.
She denies all recommendations with honey,
And I deny Nothing but her dearest Money.
62-Religion of Beauty
She has expressed her love by squints of her eyes
She has said, calcium comes from caves of thighs
She has exposed her love from passionate smile
And from the varieties of the stimulating style.
Sue moto she showed photo of lover with beloved
Said "bond" of love is stronger than bond of blood
She has shared her inner feeling in table talk
She has told the secrets, in the corridor-walk.
She has ignited my love by amorous expression,
She says I am open from every angle and direction,
But I suffer terribly from the restraint of religion,
It is sin to imagine any sort of physical coition.
True religion of beauty in women is amour,
Force supreme cosmic natural and no more,
There are two loves heavenly and and earthly,
Love that transcends sense and lust respectively.
But sensuous love is the shadow of the spiritual,
Therfore, we follow the shadow to find the real,
Behind the shadow till we immerse in an ecstasy,
That breathes ceaselessely in Beauty's divinity.
Downward, a radiance flows from heaven above,
Drawing our divine desire which we call a love,
The Man's Summum Bonum is a divine bliss,
And indeed there is much wild virtue in a kiss.
63-Beauty transcends God
Beauty transcends the God's magical miracles,
Monarchs victorious are vanquished in citadels,
Captive Queens break the minacles of surrender,
And capture the kings in love as battle conqurer.
When cupid darts his arrows Harshan, Rochan,
And Mohak, Shoshan, Maran on God Brahman,
The Sentiments passionate forty nine in Number,
Compel him to love Sandhya his own daughter.
Electra falls in to love with king her own father
In passionate envy kills her own rival mother
Captive Queen Cleopetra loves the Roman Antony
And offers all for love to celebrate love's hegemony.
Love for beauty transcends God's miracles
It breaks, all the mundane world’s minacles
64-Unique
Qualities coincide with the name,
The "Unique'' is the name of Love,
Where the Beauty of soul -Frame,
Intends to achive Heaven above.
Where Truth Weds the Duty,
The Divine Daughter of God,
To lift and support Humanity,
With mild mercy and wild Rod.
Where the Fair with Cosmic Fate
Links the God with Common Good,
To generate , operatic and decorate,
The Empire of Mighty Human hood.
Unique is neither straight nor oblique
Neither modern, technique or relique
It is Unique, because it is not in que
To follow the obsolete the laws undue.
65-Beauty in Nature
Whenever I sit beneath Religosa,
By pulsating leaves surronded
Beauty appears spraying ambrosia,
From her Rosy lips spell-bound.
When the sweet breez of the morn
Moves the virgin leafs to and fro
Beauty appears and goes on anon
The Glamour of her face to show.
I hear your sweet sound
Now, you may go, I go to offer prayer
I look to you spell- bound
And wonder on your Blind Blunder.
I go and stand and grasp bitter Neem,
Whose leafs balance my daydream.
66-Tied soul
Had not my soul, I would have tied
To the unique goddess of beauty
Like Grand Father , I would have died
In the dreadful Nightmare Nasty.
Death in the guise of enemy
Aimed its pistol pretty at me
While for loaded gun I sought
At me He soon his pistol shot.
Thanks to rational reflex of spiritual spinal cord
That moves the body on bed to defeat Death lord
And on sound of shot, I fall on the ground
I cried like a child to end the dream profound.
I did wish to die like white swam,
Singing lovely music of the dawn,
Why did the death Devil ,dare
In the dark to encounter or scare.
Dream is not only life's revelry and Reality
It is also the nightmare of wrath and rivalry
True and Real is the realm of dream life
Where we love involve, fight, and strike.
God is great who does from death spare
With his grace in divine duty ever share.
67-My Sweet Home
What more dearly is destined to mortal Man
Than ever to remain in Spirit of singing swan
I have been in the land of Lotus Love
Brooding on Erato like devotec Dove.
Oh No' I will never give my sweet home
Where Morn and Eve, ring Ton-Ton of ome
To any cunning, crafty and thief mercury
Yes, I will make Holy Home of Harmony.
Where my Donoted Bones and the soul
Will serve muse Erato and teach the owl
To see and face the light of Ada and Apollo
Where Beauty breathes in Harmony and Halo.
My Home is perpetual Abode of the Divinity
Whose Incarnation is meant for Humanity
68-Eclipse of Ecstasy
My dawn that with the Beauty's bright Ray
Used to direct me is with clouds overcast
Now I do stray and stay in the Dark Dismay
On Crackers concealed and dight to blast
Now Like a ship that through ocean wide
Guided by Northern star does move her way
I tread my weary way in palace of pride.
To reach the florid Beech of the bright ray .
Eclipse must end, clouds must move fast
My Moon, hidden in the Eclipse Brief
Will shins soon and glance on me at Last
With the Light of Love to clear my grief.
Eclipse is the Loving Mother of Ecstasy
As Death is Divine Mother of Beauty
69-Truth is dream
My eyes fell on florid bed of the Ivory,
Spread with delicacies divine to entertain
Emperor Eros with pompous hospitality
I gazed in silence of the dream mundane.
I saw a Diamond Dish there did lie
Where in Apples two Golden and Nice
Swelled with Nectar as moon in sky
Which the Tides of the Deep did in cite.
Tremendously light and Bright, bereft of vice,
That thrilled but never fulfilled wish passionate
This fresh Fruit appeared fallen from Paradise
Lifted by Love and placed in the garden plate
The Dream drops, I see Hone of Heart richly dressed
And My Sprit Supreme laying there on, Love fed.
70-Solitude
Society is rude to delicious solitude
No rose i saw in garden of gratitude
Good was God's grand garden state
Where Adam walked without mate.
After running day and night in passion's heat
After beauty, truth good, Forest is last retreat
Where in the spirit casting off riches aside.
In to the bliss of bones does gladly glide.
Where like old eagle it sits and sings
Warms and combs its fomy wings
And till fully ripe and dight for final flight
Weaves in the plumes the crimson light
But it is beyond the modern Adams share
To enjoy and endear in the solitude there.
71-Good will or expense of love
My expense of love which leaves her to be free,
Leaves nothing for the tangible world to name,
But drives her fast form the Battle to flee,
While with burnt bliss I do take the blame .
A tender touh lightly her hand pressed,
She in silence of solitude simply blushed,
The memory of touch remains for some time,
But to praise her beauty is no more a crime.
But whether for profitable pleasure's sake
She joins craft and cunningness of snake
To the sweat and innocent folly of the dove
To elevate and support the goodwill of love
But I never suspect her wiles and her Minacles
I only watch the eclipse of lips hiding miracles
What ever she may be, Eagle is my victory
With angelic appearance and sublime beauty.
She is Child like and infantile,
Mother chaste of Pure profile,
Which to preserve , the Cunningness
She shows in submissive willingness.
Knowing truth of the Game she pretends Innocence
At cost of my Bliss and equally amorous Expense
72-Gift of Solitude
It was Dusk she was in my grasp , none near
I whispered, 'Have you in solitude no fear'
She smiled "No, surely no, am I not with you'
And while saying so,on me lovely leaned too.
Her glittering eyes like Blue-lake I looked up
And saw her lovely lips, and , like coral cup,
Of Nectar, I did drink from it and drink till,
The wings of Jovial swan made Leda still.
And the glorious Dawn with breezy Beam
Did stealthily peep to ceas amorous Dream
And separate leda and Swa from Embrace
To go away hand in hand to suffer disgrace.
Suddenly eyes opened, gone was ecstasy of Heaven
As I found none save the solitude of Earthly Eden.
73-Old Infant's Corpus
Now and then and quite often, the grace
Of heaven holds the earth in Embrace
The Sovereign Cynthia's simple kiss
Fulfils Endymian's Last dying wish
And awakens Him from long deep sleep
Of Four Decades and made him to keep
His youth alive to enjoy this Earth,
Its Melancholy, bliss and the Mirth.
Look lady in the west there you will see
An old Infant lying slain slowly by thee
Near an amber grave beside Sun's decline
Where heaves his Heart before Death Divine.
O Sea Nymph ! swiftly swim Him to save
Don’t be so coward in thy passion Brave
I know, you Love whom you deceive
That I regret and resent by your leave.
74-Chamber Game
Let lips be to lips and heart to heat,
Once more, before in bliss we depart,
Clasp me in thy bright and best,
Be below my eyes, I on thy breast.
Kiss me sweet, care not least, cowards care,
My blood bums when you fondle my hair,
I am thrilled to every pore when you stare,
I become blind when you touch my arms bare,
By your talks and touches, you ignite a flame,
That I forget all power, pride, loyalty and fame,
And float on the fancies, sweet and rare,
While sitting in the chamber on the chair,
Fettered limbs go lame, fire lives in the flame,
Let us sport in the charming chamber of shame.
75-Migration
The might still stirs the mind robust and rocky
Look yonder, signals the sage and sober saki
From the wall decked shrine incensed smoky
Let us march to meet the diety in bold khaki.
And win the bright battle of bliss,
With mighty spirit, intellect and intuition,
Stored in armory of amorous wish,
Tempered by late language and information.
Let us be guide let us be right and quick,
Gather pulse impulse and momentum
The supreme soul never weak and sick,
To touch the sacred shrine of Shivam.
I an Indra the Preserver and -Protector
I an Neptune The Lofty Lord of water
I am Dharma the great Justicer
From sins of wealth God I shudder
Let us go, O, Mother, somewhere
In Deathless Domain of the Dream
For far away to find the pleasure
Under the shadows of sum-Beam.
I am slave to the Art of Apollo
Who gifts harmony, and Halo,
And makes the world, strong,
By Justice and Beauty Life-Long.
I am the swan gifted by Oceanus,
With Halo of the Highest Honor,
To dwell in Pious Pride-pond- pious.
With extreme ecstasy and amour
Let me submit my sacred salutation
To the Goddess of Love for migration
From the world of lies and false ties
To the land of swan, or Peacock's eyes.
Or of the white crow who sheltered Ruler of Right
And was there by him blessed with Life's immortal light
I vow never to vie with lord Apollo
Who burnt the crow black to grow.
But never to the Land of Black chimalion
Who the King of Capitalism did shelter
To be blessed with crown of Golden colour
To alter so often as a chaging Champion
My Retina is ruined in vain search of Brain in Beauty
Let Lord bestow upon me peacock's eyes to do Duty,
Venus lined to rear and rule the Beauty's Kingdom
Cann't be Minerva of valour wit and the wisdom
76-White Woman's Burden
Same are made senselessly to shun
By Nature's Verulous Anaesthasia
Who respond to Nothing and None
Nor to any injection of Ambrosia.
It is better to nurture a visionary vulture
Than to feed a Cockroach and a Crow
The vulture bears an ancient culture
Of Distant vision to spy To and fro.
But The covetous Crow
Black outer and Inner
Envy and greed does grow,
And acts like slanderer.
So by replacement of the crow and Foe
Every things will effectivly run and go
Black cannot carry white's right at their back
It is best strategy them swiftly and soon sack.
How far you will take the Blame and Hate
Of those you better and gracefully guard
If they their nature not change at nay Rate
It is best time to use your Righteous Rod.
77-Leave Taking
The Perfume of your presence unique
Inspired my subtle soul and physique,
Gave power supreme to me to perform,
Like the Magnet managed to inform.
Each cell of Mind and Body with light
Which made me able to face and fight
Every risk and wraith of night and day
But since the magnet removed I stray.
The florid garden has turned in pathless forest
There is no Joy , no jollity and neither any rest
The change is charm, migration is the Mirth
Sky is cipher, the heaven is on this Earth.
Migration is, change I would seek Nature-Beauty
To live and Love, to keep hand and Heart Happy
78 My last love
Welcome madam, saw you in the News Paper
Happy to know, for my poems, your pleasure
Methink you won the Beauty contest this year
What is in your, palms so tender and so dear.
She whispered in smile "for love with honor
I love your poems and your everlasting glamour,"
I understood and mildly, said "Dear Madam",
Let us move to study room my summum bonum.
See on the wall how the power of picture does own,
The image of Beauty occupying imperial throne,
See, how her blushes are blooming on paper plain,
With her own radiance and halo without any stain.
The beauty true never blunts on fops, her dart
Nor does claim the triumph of cunning heart
The mighty artist has broken the gothic chain
And brought the beauty to living truth again.
To immortal truth, no specific truth confined
Whose universal image strikes the entire mankind
To the truth whose certain and sovereign aim
Checks the frail fangs and fashion's claim
To the truth whose charms deceits conceits quell
And fashion the common good in stronger spell
And do raise for the good the supplicating voice
With powerful measures the chance and choice
Do you know, "who is she so captured in camera"?
How can know, My Last Love named Florida
Do you know, what her hands hold in the tiffany?
Do you mark, the depth and passion of ecstasy
No the strangers like you from her countinenace
Fail to measure the radiant realm of conscience
Where in is concealed a soul- in-transience
Which she gives me in public srveilence.
My soul stands donated, what can I give madam ?
The Florida is my magnum, opus magnum bonum
But I know you are more beautiful than Helen
Seduced by Trojan prince Paris for his haven
I know, you are more beautiful, bright and chaste
Than Daphame Divine, perused by Appolo the great
And simply on touch, changed the organic apparel,
Transformed herself in to a glorious tree Laurel
I know, you excel in the beauty and love
To Venus the daughter Olympian zove
Who fought for a decade the battle of troy
To rescue Helen, Grecian glamour and joy
To praise your beauty words are few
What can I do, for beauty like you
The spirit poor Capitalist like Lord Shiva
Time and again binds the beauty of Uma.
79-Punish or Perish
Don't you remember three years past
When a young-sin you wrongly shot
But, this was your severe Fault
To keep safe his mistress smart.
You spoiled the love of a lady so aged
Who planned with lover to get married
Since then, she seeks opportunity to spoil
You'r a every good plan, task and toil.
Now, she breeds blame, envy and hate
Against your fine fame and fair fate
She has wrought a "Ring of Wrong",
Over which she has a grip strong.
O stern duty! You are the voice of God
Now is the time to use your rigid rod
And strike hard while iron is hot
Otherwise, you will suffer a lot.
Evil grows fast, virtues rise slow
So, the slanderer soon must go
To feed his friend, after killing the snacks
Is your Mercy's dangerous Mistake.
80-Art and Appolo
World is a word by Learning and Love,
Smooth and Even Like Heaven above
Let us make it, by Beauty and Truth strong,
To Art and Appolo, it Jointly does belong.
Appolo is Intellect-wit- wisdom wizard.
Interest of Lofty learning ever to guard,
Art is Sublime soul of Supreme Love and Beauty
To ensure Wellness and welfare by Divine Duty.
Art is firmly furrowed by life line smooth-long,
With Intuition and genius to sing success-song
Let this joint venture of Art and Appolo start
With glamour of glory and sweetness smart.
Let Art and Appolo in lines of Right Angle perform
With wisdom and Intuition their domain in Inform .
81-Good Night
(Shete tisthati Sarva Jag at yasmine sa Shivah)
Wherein the whole world resides sleeping is good,
Night to gods and men affords True spirit's Food,
Under the hegemony of Hypnoses-goddess of Sleep
Who invites the soul to see Beauty and Truth in Deep
It was Night who sheltered Sleep from wrath of jove
Night is good and right to restore the Beauty and Love
And neither mortal men,nor gods of the Heaven above
Dare to displease and disturb her Robe and the rove
The joint venture of Night and sleep in Trojan war
Made the Olympian God to go in to sweet slumber
Beguiled by his wife Juno to share the bed for Love
And the Grecian Ajax, Hector to bite the dust drove
"Good Night" is not farewell of Psyche to God Erose
"Good Night is welfare-weapon to save from Thontos.
Is this the Face that fascinated my Appolo's option
To lay seize on the lofty towers of Mirror-Mansion
Fair 'Florida', make me immortal with a kiss sweet
See how, thy lips suck my soul never to retreat
Is this the mouth on Appolo's forehead pressed?
Are these Ivory arms about His bosom linked ?
Are these hands that trembled near His heart.
Where join two hearts never never to distort?
Who seys there is distance if no space is seen
What abliss, I feel in sweet embrace of queen
The Reason is at loss if divisions grow together
Where selves are compouned No either,neither
Come back, Floida come, give my soul to me
I love and live in it, my sweet heaven is in thee
How phoenix and Turtle loved as love in twain
With essence one, division none love unslain
Between Beauty and Truth love shines in their sight
No quistion of mine, thine the Beauty is Truth's Right.
