This Endless See

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This is where you begin,

This is where you end,

' I ' will meet you here,

Here is where .  .  .

Where?

ere?

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Sea

The sea rushes into dark,

to the solitary shadow 

of its deepest malady

floating blindly, in fainting

memory of a far away self.

Sway

I retrieve while it's not yet dark

from the overlapping cleavages

of your painted breasts

which carry a cleft soul

into which I otherwise

gaze in vain till its dark again.

This salvage lapses into image

of  never seen light of "self"

that waver and linger feebly

on the distorted edges of life.

Stay

Our desultory meeting
in exorbitance of a summer rain
yield a little more idleness,
with one of those negligent touches
faintly succumbing us
to this frail hurdle of inert love,
that soon scrolls and trolls
quietly under the fleeing floor
of an uninhabited green ocean
waving back into our summer hearts.

Tale

Buried upside -down,

this is my beloved

barrenness holding

innumerable facades

in the tight fists of

grievous rifts within.

Flooding profoundly,

backwards heedless,

that’s a lonely ocean

without water and waves,

but plenty asphyxiating fish,

in glut of life’s effete.

Holding my breath until

I re-see into primal dark

not either image or voice

of early evening dreams

run into uninhabited nights.

Soul, love is an assault in disguise!

           

Impulse

Holding fast longingly

to tears that moisten

dry scattered afternoons

those subdue me

in solitary prisons

drowning in silence,

I reject impending love

that terrorize today’s grandeur

of unbounded sole-ness

making me scuffle

whether to cease or leap

over suffocating time,

while I respire only pain,

often unfathomed

to my fidgeting thoughts,

those unsettle me,

in sudden awakenings

of reluctant sleep,

as dreams turn disasters

by frailty and levity

of Infant love in me

crawling with the heart,

I unclasp lover’s arms

to be lost and found in love !

Fishnet

I reckon only few,

Just one or two

diminishing specks

Of delight; found

among weeping drip

of life’s wreckage

pulverized painfully

from my psyche’s sieve !