Love – A Mystical Paradox, Love Poetry by Somali K Chakrabarti

A fuzzy feeling had tiptoed in

To silently grasp me in its grip

I found myself waiting to catch a glimpse

Cherishing hours of endless larks and talks

Holding hands in the alley on walks,

Relishing the whiff of a life giving zephyr,

Love!!

Part of the 2016 LOVE Poetry Festival.

Love – A Mystical Paradox

A fuzzy feeling had tiptoed in

To silently grasp me in its grip

I found myself waiting to catch a glimpse

Cherishing hours of endless larks and talks

Holding hands in the alley on walks,

Relishing the whiff of a life giving zephyr,

Love!!

 

Your intense gaze fixed on my face,

I lost myself in your entrancing embrace,

With an impulsive zeal our lips had met

In a gush of yearning, I was swept

Like a paper boat in the sea, I kept

Swirling on a colossal tide of desire,

Love!!

 

Riddles arose, riddles were solved,

Two souls merged, egos dissolved,

Playing the sweetest harmony of its kind,

In a communion of body and mind.

I discovered myself vibrant, alive,

Drinking the magical elixir,

Love!!

 

Love, the panacea for odds of life

Yet, was the reason for many a strife

Was it possession, an obsessive addiction?

A dependency swiveling around gratification;

From unconditional, it turned provisional

The cause of trepidation,

Love!!

 

Followed the inevitable separation, and its agony

Haunting like an unfinished symphony

In the depths of despair, it dawned on me-

Whether we meet again or not

A part of you will always be with me,

Despite the seal of destiny –

A mystical, paradox,

Love!!

 

© Somali K Chakrabarti

 

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Whistling Dunes, Poetry by Somali K Chakrabarti

Lustrous

Grains of sand

Lured away by gust

Form “whistling” dunes

Genre: Nature

Whistling Dunes by Somali K Chakrabarti

Lustrous

Grains of sand

Lured away by gust

Form “whistling” dunes

They bounce and roll,

They roar and boom,

Blasting the land

Ripples

shift and drift

form ridges and cribs;

Over vastness of desert

Under the cerulean sky

They cast curvy shadows

Beneath the gleaming

Moon; Inexorable,

Loony waves

Pirouette to the Gale’s Tunes !!

© Somali K Chakrabarti

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