Like a lighting ‘I’ came,
With all its ferocious
And amorous features,
From my undisputed kingdom,
Shaking the wider skies,
Tearing apart the rainy clouds,
Piercing and trembling all air.

Then swiftly to the ground,

My infallible destination,
With an impeccable accuracy,
I crashed upon my prey of eternal Love.
My beloved Poetry !
My beloved Earth !

What did you see ?

 Actions of a supreme –
Digging Promethean Rebel-Lion ?
A rapacious spear of thunder-bolt ?
Or
A fast burning God Sunlight ?

Nay !

Your eyes kissed the dust of the dust !
Your heart pained with a piteous cry !

Oh ! The cry of kidnapping !
Oh ! The cry of capture !
Oh ! The cry of breath !
Oh ! The cry of blood-red !

But, my straight claws
Always win Love and silence,
Which vanish into the hungry mouth
Of my desires !
Now, my hunger and thirst
Kiss-kiss, holy-worship,
And big-bang the hunger and thirst
Of the Poetry or the Earth.

In the timeless divine Promethean cosmic ART,
In the Promethean Tantra mode,

 For ‘Eternalness’ ‘Eternity’,
And our kids !

                                                             ~ Sanju Clement

                                                            Kerala, India