May 19, 2008
Do you remember silky sands of Juhu beach,
where we heard songs of the whispering winds
and melancholy melody of the watery waves.
That day we had come close, closer and closer –
till your minty breath had mingled with mine…
Do you recollect that cold night of rhapsody
when I had accepted the silent invitation of your fiery arms
and later midst the damp sheets –
that musky fragrance lingered
that was neither your nor mine,
but it was of the infinite union of our bodies and souls…
Now, when I think of those golden old days
we spent together,
my eyes blur with salty saline-water
and clandestinely I count the teardrops
that fall on the sultry pages of
our forgotten love story…
Copyright ©2008 Bharat B. Trivedi
May 11, 2008
Wind whispers melodies –
in the clustered ears of wind-chime
to create gentle jingling lullabies.
Stars dangle like shiny lanterns
from the ceiling of midnight sky,
while majestic moon paints
a collage of silvery images
on the canvass of mosaic earth.
of proud passionate peacocks
mating with peahens in heat and
eerie screeches of cicadas
outside the draped window panes
shatter the night’s silence.
Fireflies buzzing like sparklers,
hover around the dense green shrubs
of sweet jasmine flowers,
bloomed in abundance.
We recline –
on dream-embroidered sheets,
eyes shut in glue-like slumber
bare bodies still warm like ashes of ember
soaked in the scents of our own sweat
locked in an amorous embrace.
Let us die, perhaps tonight
in the arms of this exotic night –
to be reborn as first rays of
the morning sun!
Copyrght 2008 © Bharat B. Trivedi