Ah, my beloved red Rose,
Ah, my beloved red Sky,
Let ‘I’ respite inside your petals of view,
And ravish the ripen honey of your Soul,
Your heavenly immeasurable loveliness !
Oh, my heavy voice
The space can’t convey !
But, your looks, desperation and melancholy
Excited my rebellious desires.
You wait, wish, burn, seek and exist
In the undisputed essences of ‘Now’,
Between the layers of our Eternal Love.
Let the confusions of Day sleep !
Let silence swallow the Nature,
Let the Promethean light of the Night
Awake and knock on your weeping windows.
In that dark delightful madness,
‘I’ will appear and feast your Queenly skin.
‘I’ am never a somnambulist,
Because, the slow Night knows
My reaping Joe’K’ingly adventures.
‘I’ will be like a dynamic pebble, Fire
Or, a coiling Sunfinger
Of golden-bolt
In the luscious pond
Of your heaven.
‘I’ll make circles
And ripples,
Small, slow, slow and deep,
Within your holy oasis.
Then big and quick,
All over your graceful –
Monsoon geography,
Let your edges brighten
And Spring perfumed songs
Of eternal lust
And infinite sin.
‘I’ am the protector of your Life and Dreams.
‘I’ am the winner of your vehement needs.
‘I’ am the amorous and blind athlete.
Let my chase begin from your nocturnal breaths !
‘I’ll have you like there is no Tomorrows.
‘I’ll kiss kiss,
‘I’ll run run,
‘I’ll sin sin,
‘I’ll big bang,
And ‘I’ll ruin
Your soulful Future and Nature,
Sweetly and totally !
For ‘Eternalness’, ‘Eternity’ and Rebellion !
Let our triumph trumpet over dreaminess.
Ah, my divine blood burns
For you, my QueenEarthPoetry, my Goddess !
Let’s together burn with equilibrium
Pleasures, illuminations and satisfactions
Of our mutual passions.
Now,
‘I’ come to your sacred deepness
Like a Promethean tongue of Fire
To
Holy-worship,
And, then, whenever our mutual –
Passions are ripe ( every Day and Night )
Like a digging and
Penetrating spear of lightningbolt,
To
Disappear
Into our divine Cosm’I’c Yogas, ART,
Eternal Ecstasy !
~ Sanju Clement
Kerala, India