Thursday, November 20, 2008

Symphony of Love



A spoonful of moonlight
A slice of fluttering silence,
Words imprisoned and all so
Drenched in a lingering essence -
The forbidden essence of love.

Some words are mingling,
With the song of my heart,
Some fading, shying away,
Yet willfully reluctant to part
With the sonnet of the soul.

There's a shower of the petals of
Undying confessions and love,
Amidst notes of an unsung song
Floating in bliss, with a dream above.
Of embedding you in my heart.

A sweet insanity it so is, and
I'm not unaware of its acrimony
But the smell of summer mirth,
Foils me from leaving this symphony.
Ah! The rhythm of invincible summer.

I've assayed hard to decipher the
Euphony that its warmth sings,
But even the sound of its silence
With it, mellow reminiscences brings.
A silence, mellifluous beyond belief.

If I had to paint love on a canvas,
It would be all so artlessly obscure,
For love's a sane insanity, that would
Arrest all mingled colours with its lure.
So sane, that I'm also its prisoner.

A beautiful melancholy or muffled
Raindrops of mystifying serenity
Or bohemian thoughts that take me
To my romantic neverland of amenity-
Ah! Love conspires to saunter undefined.

But life has conspired to capture
Me in the cocoon of this sweet vice;
Not complaining, but relishing the wine,
Tonight I'm in my divine paradise…
Hail the scent of love's exotic wine!