Romance Seconds Me, Where Ever I Go
In your old age you too are trailed romantic,
Adolescent, manhood, triangle, -the tricks .
Love in any form is romance,
It is either an intoxication or trance.
When romance says you good bye,
...Love from your life by itself flies..
When I write a poem, -I cry,
I had tried, I failed, I try.
You Beauty, -your hello lips,
Mellow voice, willowing-cave,
Youthful shape, flash in my rib ,
When I paint, -the Eye –romance,
The eternity peeps, and dances,
I say, simply, it is and I a romantic.
Shakespeare for the Dark Lady,
Turned romantic and shady,
Tagore, -swam in Labana’s lake,
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Spirituality Finds Reflection In Science
Then, said the Master,
Be a plasma, not a duster,
All human beings are his writing pads,
For him within they are mad,
You need deliverance,
Of the mystery of mind and matter,
For your case
To come out from mess,
Growing subtle to subtler,
My Master wakens from nucleus -lotus,
Unfolding an atom of eight-orbited petals,
His voice liquid soothing phantom,
Blooms and impresses, “Think you are an atom”.
My dull wit began to roam,
And get barred to the explosion of atomic bomb,
His empathy’s rudder, interrupts, and voices,
I say of conscious Physics, and plasma physic’s traces,
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