MARVEL

Dole slept,trifle awake ,
the blackness have turned into bright,
Spiel are like syrupy and briny,
Bounty of trice,
When the day got melted in this ablaze,
Amiability has started to contour...

These libation are cloying,
all the aural and adage of the hindmost night,
have soften in these potation,
This innervention is something unblemished ,
the zest has got benison,
When the palate unlocked these arms,
I came to know how enticing are these flounce...

ADULATION

Helplessness ,hastiness
these ambitness, these responsibilities,
this allegience is very difficile...

Insanity,silences,
prominence,depth,
this ardor is very arduous.

Lonesomeness,umbrage,
whisks,flutes,
gapes,disgraces,
sparks,exigency,
chastity,deceits,
astonishment,the heart's lechery
belovedness,
repentances,willies
how agonizing is amour....

These enigmas,waggishness,
these bloom ,madness,
dearliness,greenness,
chariness,carnage,
 how chirpy is ardency....

CURLICUE

Birds,rivulets,sally of breeze,
no selvage inhibits them,
brim is for the populace,
Reckon,what have You and I,
reaped by being wight?

If we were both gratis,
we would sail in this azure sky,
widening our wings,
The plenary earth would be ours,
ours would be all ken,
In the heavens we would flit,
taking all the ardor in our zest.

If I were a brook,and you were
a gust of wind,then what would happen?
When a gust of wind touches ,
the body of a rill,
waves,waves are made
If we would elucidate,then something
like that would happen.
Everyone says these causatum,
wherever they go,
none looms up
against them.

GRAPPLE OF THE NIGHT

On the grapple of the night,the crescent glitters,
In its supple rays,I look at you,and
my palate starts to clatter.

Where have you come from,what
burghal are you going to?
I wonder , dumbfounded,
that this face is like the orb of night,
these hasp of hair,like the eventide...
A hundred avidity have,
enlivened within me !
The lambent of your face is like,
an elation that gradually,
brumes my eyesight.

Into my forlonness,into this place of desolation,
you came,bringing such tinge,
even so I wonder,
are you really here,
or are you only an illation,
like a hallucination that is formed
only to be ravaged?

STARGAZE

Parts unknown or scattered ,there has to be,
a world where you are with me...

Where the early bright comes with the
ray of your eyes,
where I should hark the,
lullaby of stargaze in your arms,
don't know where is that terrene,
don't knows whether it abides or not,
where my soul is not so huffy with me...

In whose agony my gasp is lost,
don't know in whose arms I am stargazed,
from the divine will,
and have lost the haven in the way,
somewhere there is elation in our every conclave,
this aura is saying ,
where is my dust,where is my azure ,
where you are my smirk,
my mirth and my entity...

Don't know where that world is,
Don't know whether it abides or not,
where my soul is not so huffy with me...

RUMINATION

These wishes are so benevolent,
these urges are way of life,
composed in a fuzzy manner
or on a panorama...

These hopes have changed the prospect,
the becks are in the droplets,
centuries are molden in moments,
Should I ward off the evil,or worship?
What should I do ?

My avidity are bit bizarre ,
like the frost in the azure ,
and still in the spate,
lost in my own reflection,
my heart has started a quest ,
to find,
some salacity,
in its own  world of ideation,
Should I live in this world or refrain?
What should I do ?

PIECEMEAL

Of the memories,
umbrage ,loneliness,
is pertinent to you...

You came into my heart,
in small doses,
became close to my soul,
bit by bit,little by little...

My unabridged life is your adoration,
my delirium is only from you,
my insufflation is residing in you,
the spoor of musing,loneliness,
is linked to you only,
you entered my heart,
bit by bit...

The string of events of this devotion,
the fallout of all this rain,
my kinship is with you,
the spoor of musing,loneliness,
is because of you,
you entered my heart,
bit by bit,little by little...