FORTY WINKS

dream-girl

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

DEHYDRATION

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You’re no one, nobody and nothing to me
But, my soul searches for you, time and again
Your smile is a boon to my age-old sacrament
Eyeballs are yearning for your tête-à-tête
Passions instigate from the profundity of my heart
But all my talents peter out in your absence
Manna dew of seventh heaven reflects your visage
You’re winter’s first shower, this thirsty earth craves to sip
– VIGIL KUMAR

SHADOW OF THE SUN

sun

Pullets of cramped wings

Crave to fly in dilated sky

Pisces of goblet cheer

Peripheral planet unseen

Saline tears soluble in water

Conceal the yearning of life

Absence of the black silhouette

Sphere of fire imbues

Silver haze of ambiance

East to westward it bubbles

Profundity of the deep-sea to

Pinnacle of the blue mountain

Perpetual pilgrimage embarks

Again resurrects in the east

Plagued by pride and fury

Personal ties are sacrificed

My zeal may blaze you

But I dole out verve to all

I am nonetheless

The shadow of the scorching Sun

 – VIGIL KUMAR