PAIN

Like wires flitting across the tubelight on the wall...

...and veins on the broad green leaves in the hall...

Pain electrifies my being.

...The agony of being unwanted...

My soul was now a castle haunted

with dreams, despairs and pain

....Like stones lying deep in the lap of the lapping founts

and the cold snow high on the mounts,

Its friction melts my within and enhances the beauty of the blodd in me...

The hysteric intensity of pain

...you might as well be slain

like the enormous black hole

that sucks you into iteslf

and all your magnificent shining starry lights.

....The quasar still vomits some jewels

burning brightly....

they dwell in the Serpent within you

...The beauty and duty of pain

To make you give up all that you think you gain

....like potential mothers labouring

a hundred mouths neighbouring

but She suffers alone

The gift of Death,

The Joy of Birth

and teems the Earth

with her Selfless Self.

The Tandava and the Lasya

....part of an unknown, queer, erotic bhashya(Language)

of darkness and light

that fight

with all their might

but remain constant companions of Hope

and give birth to a thousand petalled Rose of Pain

....That spreads the enchanting fragrance of

Disenchantment and Gain.

.....Time has Gone...

Time shall Gain

the dust shall spread

But You must rain...

like the cloud that overshadows the scorching sun of sorrows...

and spread the fresh, raw , lingering,  odour of the first transparent raindrops...

that reflect  worldly vibrance

and yet remain Plain

...That's My Ultimate quay

I unload my mein...