Posted by: apexaprajapati in Poetry
I questioned my heart,
What do you want?
And it replied…
“Into my beloved soul, forever I’ll haunt”
I questioned my soul,
What are you looking for?
And it said…
“To merge into my beloved’s body and explore”
I asked my body,
Are you in need of something?
And with a smile, it whispered…
“I want to breathe the freshness and happiness to my love, I’ll bring”
I asked my breath,
Why are you so restless?
It blushed gently and said…
“Looking into my beloved eyes, Love I want to confess”
I asked my eyes,
Why are you shining so bright?
And with a twinkle it said…
“Deep inside, love I want to ignite”
Gently, then I asked my love,
Are you in search of your beloved?
And soon I felt an endless silence
Peace to my existence, which was all above…
Green mangoes hang on trees
like beads of fancy earrings.
The creeping weeds green beside gravel roads
flower millions of small yellow umbrellas
with a dark purple spot in the middle
the green soft stem is the handle
that holds soft showers of dew
cool all day, blossom
a vision splendid.
The soil is covered as
huge old trees shatter tiny petals
yellow, light purple and pink
floating away with the wind they settle
around the trunk,
a bedding of yellow spread
on lawn-mowed grass.
Bright red flowers outnumber green leaves,
on the tree that lay naked all winter beside the river.
Dry bamboos float and sail along river current
some caught in river weeds on the riverbank,
others lost in sand, rotten and helpless.
The Blue Fog Journal would like to make an apology to its contributors and readers for the unavailability of the website for the past two months. The reason was due to technical problems in the registration of the website domain name.
The “Contemporary Anthology of Love Poems” is ready and will be launched in the coming weeks.
Editor and Publisher,
Rohitash Chandra