Sunday 15 July 2012

A Love Poem - After a Long Time

When the moon ascends in the lovely blue sky,
It showers love-pure and pristine; but my heart yearns only for you.
O my sweet paramour, where are you?

When the high mountain peaks kiss the firmament,
and the longing firmament embraces the ocean level.
To hold you tight in my arms,
My heart aches most.

O my sweet paramour, where are you?

When the rainy season comes with its tinkling anklets
and my entire being gets wet with its colourful pearls.
To be plunged in love,
My heart aches most.
O my sweet paramour, where are you?
AR.