ACHILLES’ HEEL

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Where is river Styx to offer us the clout of immunity?

Who will heal the lesion in this, ‘Achilles’ heel?’

So many venomous arrows pierced our framework

Are there any mystic rivulets to wash away deadly sins?

 

Are there any nymphs and doves? If so materialize before us;

Open the gate of Ambrosia to devour the nectar of longevity

Multi skull Hydra of noxious breath and blood hisses

Where the flowery backyard of charming birds sing                            

Stymphalian birds of bronze peaks, metallic feathers

Hound for human brain and guzzle the blood of life

We’re not the Heracles to accomplish the Herculean task

Legend of life depends on the acumen of highbrow verdict!

– VIGIL KUMAR

 

 

 

ADORATION

Adoration

Clouds that hover over the mountain pinnacle
Mould to miniscule to merge as ocean drop
Water that originates from the crystalline torrents
Vapors into condensed haze of cumulonimbus
My whispering chants of entreaty to your ears
Shower the mercy hose to fill up this rivulet
The spell of rain will realize the dreams of
Dehydrated domains in ceaseless dearth!
– VIGIL KUMAR

CELESTIAL CHALICE

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Sub-zero survival of freezing and melting,
We are yesterday’s snow, tomorrow’s sluice,
O, the Sanctity of all Seventh Heaven and Cloud Nine,
Smear down the oozing blood from the hollowness of our heart
Thaw our tears from the doppelganger ogles of compassion
Bestow us a chance to gasp from the goblet of vacuity
Gratis from the vanished dreams of night’s emptiness
Grant the seascape to enjoy the clarity of the dawn
Bestow us the boon to enter the isle of infinity
 -VIGIL KUMAR
 

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FORTY WINKS

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O my Moon, gorgeous globe of the Heavens!
Swell up from the profundity of the dark sky
Stand still; wait to set, my anxious appeal,
Anguished soul of mine wants to sleep a lot
The clock strikes eleven; ultimate hour approaches,
Slumber, Slumber!  Come fast, come fast,
I crave to dream a lot, throughout the night,
And fill my mind with sacred thoughts
But the forty winks could not surmount me
Splendid beauty of the moon surpasses me
By watching your amiable visage, I dreamt a lot!
– VIGIL KUMAR