As I play with my strands of hair

forming ringlets

fingers tracing labyrinth of memories

shaken from satin alabaster of tresses

aroma of touch lingers

perfumed with longing lust of desires

Dark clouds of sadness

float in kohl eyes

of unspoken words expressed in

subtle language of eyes

complicated nuances of love

A sudden waft of languid air

escapes as sigh of grieved heart

intoxicates in drunken delights

sweet elixirs of hazel anodynes

that betray chambers of the captive soul

Somewhere the lake meanders

through snowy mountains

flakes of ice melt

adding volumes drop by drop

feeding the hungry lands

The tranquil waters

cause ripples

breaking silence of the lands

converses glacial lores with them

kissing their feet

with fertile grace

washes their pains

with gentle sweetness

of rhythmic musical notes of flow

As I outline the sky

a solitary silver cloud passes sight

flooding my nomadic heart

which lost its hamlet

remains a vast desert of unfulfilled promises

Dreams that took seed in your ephemeral touch

nourished in your absences

on hopes of ocean as it meets the shore

autumn’s golden hopes

fading light of sun

promise of blue moon to warm my black nights

I collect a tear

harbours in the crevices of my dry palms

shield in oaken embraces

to give company to my solitude

obtrude the rest.