Mystery of Blooming Blue

I’m trying my best to get thee out of my head,

But everyday the madness prevails,

Thee came into me with all ease,

Stay ever blowing as breeze,

Cuddle in my breath: I wheeze!

Still I pray for a memory loss,

The smile ruins my sight,

The voice ruins my thoughts,

My mind doesn’t work…

The cursor ramble automatically

On the screen, the work goes on reasonless…

As my eyes saunter senselessly

As my ears are deaf to all sound

Except for thy seem and voice

How come thee meddled in all my senses!!!

Meditation prevails on thee and only thee!!!

I regret many times:

Why does my journey lead me here?

On the way, thee bloomed so magnificently:

With an unusual blue plumes,

With brimming honey,

With the sonorous rhapsody,

With an everlasting aroma!!!

Still I’m not able to decode the mystery

Of the unknown flower on unfertilized soil,

New kind of thee makes all the difference

In my twenty seven years journey-

When I come to feel thee

Oh flower! Thee shuts thyself:

With numerous irony spikes!

‘Ouch!! Thee pierced deeply

My emotions are doomed to death…’

Still I thank thee for blooming in my unknown soil!

Thee know not my world was a pleasant desert!

I used to be with the hot sun and emptiness…

Thee bloomed: the world has become unusual green!

So much of vegetation and streams…

Hard to believe and breathe!

Now, thee droops in after I lost in a fertile forest!

I lost my way! ‘Nay not make it futile!’

Still searching for my lost desert

Yet the aroma hits…

Devastating blueness prevails the conscious…

Blue Plumes soar and fill my sky…

Awestruck me: ‘What a miraculous flower thee is!’