My Bathing Self Poem by Paramananda Mahanta

My bathing self

My soul seeking self,
I search you day and night,
in your poetry of life.
You residethere,
smiling and whispering,
with your gossiping letters,
with matchless joyfulness,
with a defined humour,
hijack my shyness,
so often within your terms.
Your soulful uttering,
tiptoed care of your charm,
nourishes my heart and soul,
with love garnished pleasure.

My divine sense chooses to pound
on your forehead and lips,
for their fast feasting serenity,
and love bathing eyes,
with their gaming intent,
cut the left and right wings,
of my plural eyes,
my bewildered senses,
of senselessness
for light footed dreams,
on your glossylap.
Look at me with your barrier free heart,
muscle my grit of silence.
to greet your embrace.

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Paramananda Mahanta
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