Unedited pains and love musks
Resurrect in “bestest” sailing organs;
They will be best read in the second –
Childhood eyes of my beloved Goddess !

In perfect lines they will breathe from soul
And so, unwilling to get chained
In the cooing circles of any fleeting–verse
Or, passing fascination, as long as
The super–novas stop in every youthful
But distant star–dusts.

“Bestest” lovers are everywhere.
From Earth up to Eternity !

They only know and teach that
Love is the cause of melancholy;
So, they only will die and incarnate, daily,
With new eyes and new heart,
With new tears and new smiles,
( Not in virtual-reality but in stable-realism. )
For unending Love, ‘Etetnalness’ and once, to lift the heavens
Into their drizzling–green Life
And beyond Eternity !

Carving out the last twilight –
Wound of despair from the final
But thinnest dream which was like the broken –
Wing of a butterfly,
Sunlight smiles and welcomes a prayer,
A harmless despondent prayer,
Because, ‘I’ believe in the growing roots !
The loveliest roots of the eternal darkness.

Because,
The darkness will always make
And enlighten my day, everyday
As today.

Life: ” I like your last dream,
Give me that on a chalice of daylight,
I am so hungry,
So, I’ll eat that birth by birth,
Because, it has the living words
And the scratch of I think. “

God Sunlight : ” I don’t remember even the first cry on
My lips when I was born;
But,
The world will remember the last smile on
My lips when I am gone. “

                                                       ~ Sanju Clement

                                                        Kerala, India