Tuesday, 18 April 2017

Topaz moon

Topaz moon
is dressed in black satin cloud,
what is revealed of it
has left me awestruck,
about the magnificence of
what isn't.

Full-moon of your beauty
rises tide of my imagination,
and, like ocean,
I desire to fly
and kiss the moon,
on the wings of a mere swell.

-Pulastya

Saturday, 15 April 2017

Light and darkness

My share of light, and darkness,
In the eyes there is nothing else,
but you....

-Pulastya

Your memory

Unlike others,
your memory is stuck in my head like a splinter.
It pains.
Non-stop.
Non-stop like breathing,
but more relentless.
Is sole marker of my being alive.

-Pulastya

Sunday, 9 April 2017

चाँद का तलाव

ऐ मेरी कल्पना!
आधे चाँद के तालाव के
ठोर पे बैठ
जब तुम ख़ुद को
चाँदनी में निहारती हो
तो न जाने कितने सितारे
तुम्हारा अक्स बनने की होड़ में
चाँद मे कूद पड़ते हैं,
और जब चाँद
सितारों से लबालब भर जाता है
तो सतह पे चमकता
तुम्हारा चेहरा
पूर्णिमा कहलाता है ।

-पुलस्तय

You

With hot desire
burning on my lips,
I crawl the earth of your body,
kissing it,
igniting a thousand fires....
to illuminate dark night of life,
in red glow of your flaming passion....

-Pulastya

Woman

Sunshine kisses your body,
glows in radiance of your beauty,
Sunshine bears warmth,
you my woman! have
warmth of love, and
heat of passion,
Sunshine nourishes body,
you my love! heart and soul,
your beauty, a cure for ailment called living,
is like delight of a perfect sin.....

-Pulastya

You

You fill me,
You occupy everything in me:
The blood, the breath,
and, as you can see,
even the words,
and thoughts......

You are the warmth in my blood,
the rhythm of my breath,
my words are you,
you are the origin and infinite of my thoughts,
you are, now, my soul.....

Oh dear!
I thrive on nourishment of your love.....

Never stop loving me,
for, without your love
I will be a void, like a stone:
cold, mute, finite, soulless,
full of only itself,
and seemingly, forever....

-Pulastya

You

You my dear!
Silent and lost,
Like a valley covered in clouds:
So much depth hiding underneath...
So many flowers to be discovered..
So many falls and streams singing..
So many butterflies preening for day ahead...

I would love to:
Descend and discover..
Touch and kiss all those flowers...
Drink life from those streams with songs..
And, open my heart to lend more colour to the rainbow of your hidden thoughts....

-Pulastya