I
( WHEN YOU LIVE )
When you live,
Live with a blessed SPRING Rose,
Perfumed –
Serenading drizzle,
Chivalry of the lightning,
Honesty of the biting kisses
And deeper digs,
Butterfly shore
Of the soul,
Vibing musk
Of the God Sunlight
On the holy mountains !
II
Or, if you are so alone
Like the word ‘I’,
When 7pm falls down
From the graying eyes of the sky,
Wear the un-oscillating
And the snowing –
WINTER solitude
Of the Promethean –
Moonlight who is the purest
Heir of the God sunlight,
With no ex –
Pectations for blinks imposing,
Extreme arguments
For eternal acceptance
Or interpreting wings for entangled –
Duet and divine lovemaking !
III
( BUT, WHEN YOU DIE )
But, when you die,
Forget not to die,
Die in a filtered –
Forest of pilgrim naturalness,
Attended by broken winged blue birds,
Holiday of greenest breeze
And offline herbivorous haikus !
However, never die
On the volcanic lap
Of any tearfully –
Breathing ( dark-blue ) statues,
Or on the bosom
Of your blue-beloved’s
Duplicate silence, who is the relative
Of the fleeting spark
Of the first flint stone !
IV
Yes, when I die,
I’ll die as a Rebel-Lion,
Forever and forever !
I’ll die praying for catharsis !
I’ll die on the caring,
Uncomplaining
And forgiving Lap
Of an AUTUMN forest.
V
Because, because,
I lived, longed and loved
For an everlasting Light of Life
For mutual illumination,
‘Eternity’, ‘Eternalness’
And our breathing masterpieces.
Instead of an unending Love,
She gave ‘I’ evergreen
SUMMERing acid-lavas !
( THE FUTURE IS ALWAYS ‘NOW’ – II )
Oh, Death, after my death,
Take not my breath !
Blend it in breeze
For my beloved to breathe.
To truly live in her heart
And to truly soothe her soul.
So, I am blessed a thousand births
Even if she breathes ‘I’ out !
~ Sanju Clement
Kerala, India