A symphony of soothing
Sensuous soliloquay
Always either poses prohibition
Or moves me to emotional motion.
…..the way with which I feel
some sort of belongingness
which when I am not in the
sway, I feel less.
Darkening horizon lends its
Black aura to the glow
Of dusk……..I feel like crazy in
The surrounding hazy, so much
So that even when I want intense
Action ,the fast blurring light
Makes me lazy. Lazing around…
Sometimes when have I found
Solid ground beneath my
Tired disgruntled feet……
A spectrum always my ken
Had to witness my soul’s
Startled state.
Multihued horizon
In his lone journey found
Me lazing around with
Claustrophobic colours……
Found me alone
Brought melifluous music
In sepia tone….. to have
Me, my sense, my smell
All go round and round,
Soulful symphony of
Soothing, sensuous soliloquy
Sometimes sound(s)
Perpetually preponderous “n”
PHONEY…………..