My Lover

My Lover

But tell me, how I can change my genes
or the hue of my blood!
So I will whisper in the throes of death,
my Lover’s name instead
and the rest I hope my Love shall forgive!

The colors of the world,
both shallow and inconsistent, lured me
away from You, my Love!
Still, I hope that my final breath can mumble
my Lover’s name before
abandoning its abused cavity!

During the Judgment Day,
not Heaven or Hell but I hope to see
my Lover’s face instead,
despite many diabolic deeds in life!

Make Love To Me

Make Love To Me

Make love to me, O God the Merciful
and fill the void in my body and soul,
I have grown weary of the emptiness!

Ravish me till I become softer than
plaster in a gifted sculptor’s busy hands
and mold me simpler like a child again!

Make me bleed, O my Lord the Omniscient, so I
may shed the poison, accumulated in my blood!

The evil ignorance that determined
the final worth of our life here on earth
has lured me too far away from Your holy grail!

Like a wise bard* aptly sang centuries ago,
except You enthrall me, I can never be free,
nor ever chaste unless my Lord, You ravish me.

* John Donne (1572 – 1631 AD)

Shifting Paradigms

Shifting Paradigms

Finally, when I have exhausted myself
with hovering like a swift hummingbird
from sweet flowers to flowers glowing bright,
driven by the urge to be one again
with the missing half of my existence,
a red sun appeared on the horizon.

As weary as I was, I could not tell
if the sun was rising or setting down
but my worn out limbs made the light around
dimmer, nevertheless; it could have been
Death herself disguised as a fireball,
burning crimson, the color of her lips!

Then all was dark for a while and when I woke up
it was in a desert beneath a glowing sun!

In the Throes of Insanity

In the Throes of Insanity

In the throes of insanity, I feel
a nearness to God, perhaps to myself,
as a serene clarity fogs the air-
bubbles inside what is left of my brain!

I have seen how the luster fades away
from the universe with my unfazed eyes,
even before nanoseconds could pass,
faster than a lightning bolt from the sky!

The temptations too seem purged from my veins,
as my arteries are flooded with the blood
of nirvana and I can almost see
the subtle silhouettes of divinity,
throbbing within the chambers of my human heart,
waiting for my final breath, restless to return!

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