December 4, 2009

Nameless feel!

A pleasant music flashes in
Soothing assonance frolics all over
Felt many preternatural:
Tender touch of newly bloomed roses,
Warmth of fresh milk,
Sweetness of manna,
Airy as humming bird;
Nature looks sublime:
Moon shines with shimmering knight,
Sun too laughs with brute beauty!

All fake of time! Nothing sustains
Mere a melancholy strain…
Every day passes confronting the pain!
In front of him, the heaviness of ache
Wander hither and thither….
Outlets of pain brimming out,
Bearing them in two tiny hollows
Is too artificial!
Reason has many realizations
But, passion ruins all the reasons!

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