Melting Elements: An Experimental Long Poem Poem by Ram Krishna Singh

Looking for image
of divine on the wall
to pray or chant
a mantra or hymn in mind
she leans on him to kiss


her soul touch
vibrating in depth
in darkness


reclining Buddha
unmindful of drinking
he and she
discussing taste
aged in India


half asleep
one with poppy--
Buddha's bar


in the park
seeing the green in her eyes
joy wells up
she feels the silver blue
the leaves breathe her touch


smoked fish
in the elevated hut--
honeymoon


butterfly cushions
flutter the skirt
flame flickers
ground to whiteness
for her feast


verandah--
touching her naked skin
morning breeze


one more night
hairy darkness of womb
yellow moon
inside parts slop for love
haptic wind sucks the wetness


adventure
between the thighs--
tailored deal


so cold
with three days rain
our bed
she abstains for
fear of my touch


seeing her body
in the lingerie drying
on clothesline





her lips
crimson with paan
stings my heart:
smell of saffron and cardamom
melts in my haiku


sweet perfume
untainted flower
evening lust


softness dies
in his pressure
much pleasure
melting elements
feed the soul in flesh


glows on her
magenta bracelet:
year's colour


seashore:
she lies on her back
eyes closed
feels foam on the waves
butterflies too


on the back
a reclining nude:
kiss of the wave



her beauty
smells the soil that sings
grace in look:
I whisper my heart and chase
the glow her shadow spreads


her sharp nail draws
love sign on the stone's back
green patina


lying in sun
on a straw mattress
a nude couple
whisper dreamed-up nest
when their ship comes in


drowsy eyes
sun behind the clouds
dreams wrapped up




the musky sillage
confirms her presence nearby
in cold sun I wait
for beer with her one last time
get drowned in her wild kisses


her décolleté blouse
and see-through saree--
curve's vanity


at the swimming pool
he asks if he could borrow
her underpants just
to feel her from inside
with fidgeting currents


she wrings her hair
rising from the lake:
rural Venus


shining in sun
water spots
on dry skin
she smiles to see
night's memory


part of me
enters her body
blooms puffball


share memories
in the dark of night
race for life-
brave scents from the brink
mate kisses with grace


red with shame
the sky at sunrise
one more kiss


sitting in armchair
she tells her maid how not to
share the secret rose
wet with dew or red with fire
at the heavenly entrance


seated woman--
sleepy gestures
dim delight


a walking woman
pregnant from the back raising
hand for her man's hand
a little away holding
the cell phone to his ear


she wanted to sing
dream-songs she couldn't:
spring hand-cuffed


an old lady
calling heart-centred men
to awaken
in three sessions their full
potential in bed and beyond


he sleep-babbles
let's become earth and sky:
four-decade love


Kali Puja
ruddy garland round the neck
kneel to quench the thirst
with rum and goat meat invoke
the goddess for midnight sex


half of my mind on God
and the other half on sex:
eternal hunger


between her coming
to bed and sleep
a burial of longing:
her indifference widens
even touch is a no


awake cross-legged
till witching hour--
no means no



dining table
resting place for the dust
my mind emits
before her third eye opens
I switch on the AC


flour dough
between the fingers
despair sticks


she draws a church
on the back of a leaflet
to resurrect Mary
in whose name she cried for years
and none counted her tears


walking in fire
with wildness of passion
bewitching nude



undissolved in light
chasing rainbow desire
no grand affair
no experiment to live
the essence no end to dust


beyond the body
shimmering her soul--
naked among clothed


dream-incited
I awake with a start
to her promise
sleeping together once
more before we depart


new moon
rocking her world--
twin flames


each syllable
allergic pollen and dust
her autumn tongue
one more song to prick with
new variant new wound


lonely hours
restlessness of night
breathe satyr


no temple
this body degenerates
memory fades
stinking remains
can't forget all


looking for light
hidden in darkness:
drifty silence



Copyright:
--R.K. Singh