Murky waters of dying
desires
And growing
disenchantment
Make unsteady beds
I float on swirling
discards
Listening to
remembrances
Of unspoken, of
unheard
Through shrunken
(y)ears
Sip nectar from lotus
stems
Cooling off my lips
that
Singed when I kissed
White Naga with
thousand heads
Molten gold of dreams
drip through
Chequered green
canopy
Dazzling play of
radiance and gloom
Draw crazy patterns
on my breast
Some sear into my
being
Others just fade away
Like resonance of
songs I sang
Or poems I whispered
Into ears awash with
apathy
Swathed in silence my
feet grow webs
I shake lest they
grow roots too
I mean to traverse
wastelands
Following whiff of
musk
For rituals as old as
mountains
Repeated over a
thousand times
Each time more
fervently
Until I get it right
But like celestial
diamond ring
Ecstasy lasts but a
moment
Even Gods can’t undo
the past
