Sediments of muddy passion that burns like an ancient flame in mind
Sink into the deep ocean of your pious eyes, like the Sun into the Sky's hind
To merge and mingle into the infinite flow,
Into this life's vanishing glow
Like the ritual bones of ancestors dipping into the depths of a mythical river
Whose streams fumble now as they stumble over a crust of polythene cover;
I recoil into my dingy room at the base of the temple
Wherein birds of freedom barge in singing of love blissful
Lying like nude shingles on the bed of sands dry, dreary, dreadful
We dream of those stars of the night basking in blue light
When petals drizzle from plants to my court yard like stars of day light
Sparrows hop and sing at the skylight
Monkeys play on the music of life like noisy innocent children on stage
Leaves old and young sway to the moody swing of drifting rays;
Again I'm aroused to life of a temporary lusty breeze
Aloft from the frail boughs of musky humanized trees!
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