Poetry

Melody of Melancholy

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

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