Window panes transparent;
In palisades of darkness
The night turbulent.
Reflections on glossy esplanades,
Foggy images.
Wind gasps, dry leaves flutter,
tree dances exorcising the Nature.
Sands exhumed, mysteries tethered,
Time warps kindling the verges:
Cosmos twists in twirling Constitution.
Veins viscous with churning blood:
Heart rhythmic in exotic excitement
Undefined and perturbable.
Carven horizons esemplastic;
Verve of imagery stethoscopic.
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ReplyDeleteI always like to sing poems. But a few poems, unfortunately too few, tempt me to read them and enjoy the sweet rhythm of diction and imagery. The above is one of those few. It is not the first time I read and enjoy Rathnashikamani's poems. I really enjoy them.
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