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Florida

Flower of Love and Learning

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Shiv Shankar

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Preamble

To promote the divine percepts in practice mentioned here under....

1-Gospel of Duty is God's Full Form

Be it Bible, Bhagwat Gita or Holy Koran

2- Even is the sound and sense of heaven

Heave in, you will have ecstasy of Eden

3- 'Yell' is sound and sense of Hell

Ell out vice, and make it Nice, to dwell

4- Life is an equilateral Triangle

Made by the love's equal line angle

Which enjoins Truth- Good- Beauty

To worship the God by the Duty

5- Beauty is Tangible tie of Lover

That blends Harmony-Halo together

Where in lie Truth and Good forever

With True voice of oath for welfare

6- The truth does tremble

The Good does grumble

Till Beauty puts on Temple

Its hands Holy and Humble

7-If the Aims and Angles are same and single

How can Beauty betray and Duty dwindle

8-" If justice is delayed or denied

Or if it is hurried and buried

Resort to right revenge by fair fraud

For wild justice is mandate of God

For right is just- just is must

All else is sin and dust"

9- Apple is forbidden fruit of Eden garden

Disobedience makes Hevan-out- driven

I unveil. "Florida" to give glimpse of Bible of Beauty, Testament of Truth and Gospel of Duty through the Mirror of Erato, with Error of Erose Terror of Thantos and Humour of Hypnose. The phonems making Fl-ORI-DA spell- Florida as a Flower of Love and Learning, ocean of reson and intution as well as daughter of ambition and activity.

- Shiv Shanker

Part I- Error of Erose

(1)-White –Blue

One Fine Noon in study room

Turning to window open to sky

A fine face budding to bloom

Like Prime Rose, Sweet and shy

Hidden under tender and poetic palm

Through allusion of eyes in quite calm

By lovely lips with pleasure spoke-

To compose poem like Illiot on Prufrock.

'Lo!I consecrate a Lay' He said

"If you play on like a Mermaid

In the warm waves of my dream".

Under the shades of Peepal-Neem".

Seized, secured and enshrined in Soul

Now thou shall be ever my global goal''

Shyly 'White Blue' of Nature listened to it.

And liked to live for long on the paper-print

White- Blue is an error of smoky vision

That gives Tears and Perpetual prison.

2-Horses of Sensation

Oh! The sensations of Tender Touch

That teach lucid lession of Morality

Oh! sharp is the spark of Desire Much.

That all fall in the thrall of Beauty.

Oh! Pines the passion of palm,

For pleasant and perennial calm

Enamored in the Divine charms

Of bare and bright alabaster arms.

Oh! how slender finger Lingers

In the labyrinths of Beauty's locks.

How the tide of Love whispers.

In sudden surge of the Rocks.

Oh! the sense with sensibility lies

In the sweet-smile of living lips

In the indigo-lake of erotic eyes

The commotion of Emotion dips.

The Love that calmly slumbers

On crimson cheeks in grandeurs,

Riding the Horses of Sensation.

Draws cupid's arrows of passion.

3-Operation –Sting

The savage scorpion in Blue –Black Night

With sweet-pain of mild and wild Bite

Stings the cosmic queen of springs eighteen

Who is dight to endure the pleasant-sin keen.

The charmer fondles with care.

Alabaster organs that are bare

Sometimes the Golden Hair.

Sometimes silvery face, fair

While thirst of his passion softly sucks

The poisoned Blood from passioned legs.

And she in cosy coyness petals plucks,

In sweet moan, more more pleasure begs.

The phobeous comes with gracious flame

Opening Blushing Buds in the Sad shame

Highly pleased becomes virgin Dame

With Blue- Black Night's cupid game.

Love at first, followed by lust

In the state of true spirit is just

Love forgets Tears and Terrors

In the erotic invasion of Errors.

4-Structured Beauty

O! Merry Mermaid of poor Prufrock,

A Beauty structured on Roman Rock!

What I shall do, without you?

How can I forget thy Holy hue

That flows free in all my veins.

From Toes to the top of Brains.

Believe me or trust not

You are my Thought

Time need not waste

Why do you hesitate ?

Come with thy honey

In colourful company

Heart heaves to greet

Mind moves to meet.

Fate with Fear lies in Taste

Be my mind's mate or hate

Till Judgement Day I will wait

Whether be it early or too late.

Prufrock is an aged error of Erose

Leads madness of Love to Thantos.

5- White Hoor

Heaven's Hoor, white from leg to neck.

With white mantle on the gentle head,

When called by king in her name.

Simply looked she down in shame.

Lovely lips of rosy red did break.

Her sweet silence further to deck.

Then hurried she like a nymph.

To hot SPOT Cyber to truimph.

Paused she anon into the naked Noon.

Promised in tone sweet, to come soon.

She gestured Good-bye.

By squints of her eye.

But time ceaseless runs.

To morrow never comes.

6-White Blue in Black

Body of white Blue, garments Dark Deck.

Save eyes, lips cheeks, Nose and nice Neck

Silvery arms, and snowy mounts of Breast

Peep from Gossomar, like the clouded Crest.

What was the Need.

By Black so to bleed.

White soul supremo?

Ego or show of sorrow.

But I kiss all thy crazes of colours.

And press to my heart rapturous Retort.

In revelery of oddities and odours.

That adorn my amorous and cosy Resort.

More shines the virtue

In contrast of the vice.

Humour of white Blue.

Lookes beautiful and nice.

On whit face moles deep and dark.

In Beauty-contest give more mark.

Black Mole on the cheeks of Venus

Makes her more and more a morous.

Scar on chin of Helen.

Makes Hell of Heaven

That on Pari's Prevails.

Troy is put to Flames.

7-Few Like you

There are a few like you.

Touchy and Tender as dew.

Forever fresh, never new

In ambition's amorous view.

you are lovely Lotus-Blue

Riddle of God without clue.

Immortal Muse of Motivation

Eternal Image of Meditation

You are the passionate perfume

Of flower of Erose that does bloom.

Even in moments of gloom

Or Judgement Day of Doom.

No 'ifs', 'buts' and why-shy

Let I in you' melt and die

Make Two in one to inspire

To flourish the fruits of Fire.

That Love and war of our Life

Be fought and wrought, detached.

Without-Mace, Lance or knife.

With wisdom, Heaven dispatched.

8-Mysterious Look

A mysterious Look ! a sweet Good by!

What is in eyes that makes a man die!

What a glow in the glamorous glance!

Luring lip-service or real red romance.

Sensations sleep when you leave

On the cosy bed of remembrance

And with heavy heart do heave

The sweet-smell of thy fragrance

To mysterious look, soul tenders touch

Believe, it is no less than Love as such

What if eye on eyes, lips on lips don't lay

Take it Love or Lust as like you

Love is but Beauty- bound.

Grown on Eternity ground.

In space to infinity allied

In over-soul ever to abide.

Don't lift away the Love

By Gifts of garden flowers

Come close to heart of Jove

Be balm to burns as showers.

9-Mysterious Rose

Venus, the Goddess of Beauty and Love wept

When Adonis young in her Lap forever slept.

And in loud Laments fell Tears as drops of Dew.

When white Roses in Eden Garden suddenly grew.

One day, the crazy cupid, her stupid son.

Stung by wasp, while playing with fun

In anger arrows from quire drew and threw

Lo, All of sudden, thorns in white Roses grew.

While Venus lulled the Roses, joy to feed

Pierced the thorms her siliver feet to bleed.

The Beautiful Blood fell and wedded to Earth

Next day, Red Roses in the Garden took Birth

O Erose, in Roses of Red and White hue

Indigo, orange, yellow, Green or Blue.

I see thee and make a demand on you

For blessed vision of the amorous view.

To let cupid convey to God my demand.

And his divine orders to me command

To tell prophets, priests, monks and Nuns

All kings queens and the stately sons.

To foretaste the Divine bliss first on Earth

Ere they move to Heaven in search of Mirth.

10-War of Roses

I go to greet the Heat of Planet Lord Sun.

Who now from South to North does run.

While Saturn with eyes deep sees Mercury

Who has gone mad due to mammoth money.

O Sun God! roll and rule everywhere

To care the Well-Wishers of welfare

Who from 'Justice' suffer denial

Not by 'Delay' but by 'Hasty Trial'

To defeat the 'White Rose' of Welfare.

Against the wild 'Red Rose' of Terror.

In the unwanted land war of Roses

That once commenced never closes.

Dread of Defeat and Terror of Thantos.

Leads the Lord to the Temple of Erose.

For rapid Relaxation and Relief

From Turbid Taxation of the grief.

Goddess Nike in guise of 'White Blue'

Stood there to offer her adoration due.

And my frightened face promptly read.

She invoked by pleasure of Erose said.

"I am Nike, me you call

I don't like, you to fall

Enjoy the war of Roses

With arrows of Eroses.

I am all ready in every pose

To retort the aggressive dose.

I am your white- Blue

By spirit true to you.

Enjoy the war of Roses

Till the eternity closes.

I am completely yours

From the top to the Toes.

Enjoyfully the war of Roses

Till the 'Black Night' closes

In the eyes of Mimesis

I will never let you fall.

You will generate Genesis

Safe from the guile or gall."

"The Breath and the Bloom.

With Miracles of thy Perfume.

All thy shade and shine

Lay in the Heart of Mine

With white Truth and Trust

To lighten my Lawful Lust".

"Hoary thy Head, as Moon- Lit Night.

White thy shoulders as winter snow.

White thy face as full Noon's light

Warm thou lay in my bosom below.

Sweet thy Tongue as Peacock's Notes

Quick in Hotwar as thought can be.

Strong thy arms, sharp thy strokes

Oh! thou now suck, Red-Rose honey.

Why do you seek me in Lusty Lane.

Iam tied by Erose with thy Brain

Rapture of Erose you my retain

Paradise lost in the war to regain

Lo! Red Rose melts, sprinkls the way

In expense of Erose, no more stray,

No more trace, touch and brace.

No more kiss, warm embrace.

The white-Rose Lance be now taken

with Rapid-Rapture- Glance to open

The Red Gates of the Crazy Cave

To let the Mars and Cupid to lave.

And 'Dive and Draw' game to repeat

Till Ambrosia in lee sprigs to meet

And Rosy venus goes in Trance.

With Dying Music and the Dance".

Now, linger Long in Lay-brinths of Locks

You will forget all sorrows and the shocks

To see the Train of Twinkling stars

With Saturn, Jupiter, Apollo and Mars

Lulled by Moon, Sophia, Aphrodite.

In ecstacy of Divine Bliss and Dilight

Let thy hot hands on crimson cheeks play

Let your erotic eyes in lake of my look lay

Let your white Hue, near my ear be gay

Let you warm embrace in my breast stay.

On my thirsty lips thy crazy kiss-in-kiss

Leave an eternal imprint of blush and bliss.

Lo! in the war of Roses with repentance and sighs.

Paradise of Peace is regained, Fear falls and dies.

11-War of Error and Terror

Error in ecstacy under command of Erose

With rapier comes close to Terror of Thantos

Terror-Here are the pan and Flora spy.

They will hear our hue and cry.

Error-I grow emotionally tense.

Restless to raise erotic fence.

Terror-Here Error! The birds sing by Night

For joy of Troy, you kindly be in sight.

Error-I smell an odour of amorous conceit

By your sweat sigh you try to defeat

I know you will counterfeit Nightingale

To frame sweet Music to let me badly fail.

Terror-Thy innocence inflames my Fire

And suddenly faints my Desire.

If Mars muses, how can Venus be far.

Methink, you are Venus or fairer star.

Error- If I am Venus, you are aggressive Mars

Where Mars is present, there must be wars

Terror-Lo! I blow my Beguil and conch

War to begin with passion staunch.

Error-Tarry!Tarry! who will first invade!

Who will wait as the war-law made.

Terror-First put forth thy hand Tender and slender

To fight with mine, rougher, ruder, stronger.

Error-No! No! put thy feet to try the push of Mine

Terror-No !First arrows of my eyes shall fight against thine.

Error-Then save thy self, I throw an arrow at thee.

Terror-Thus I seize thy knife of Kiss you throw at me.

Error-No, to meet the Miracle of Nine in Battle field

My brawny arms shall bind, and make thee yield.

Terror-No,my arms are stout, strong tall

I make thee captive in spirit till fall.

Error- Oh! make me free, see in my erotic eyes

How, the error if Erose in passion dies.

Terror-Tarry a while friend! I die with thy smile

Don,t worry I surrender my rank and file

As did Niaji before Indian General Arora.

To free the golden Land of Pan and Flora.

12-Art of Absence

The Hearts that are always close.

Feel the pangs of seperation and hate.

An axe of Anger falls only on those

Whome you link by Love, the great.

When darkness in Life ever grows

A Light lift by you suddenly glows

Steeds of seperation spurred by cane of pain

Run fast on path of Passion to find you again.

Remembrance of Flower's fragrance

Renews and refreshes Rose's Romance

So much of your triumphant touch.

Moves the lost layers of Love too much.

In groves and garden and the Lawns.

On advent of Spring and Daily Dawns.

Thy glorious glimpse, Spirit does obtain

In the chambers of Inner most domain.

Those who love the best, despise most

Come like a host, leave like a Ghost.

13-Moon and Venus

Moon and Venus together rise ere Dawn.

In Eastern ground of Lord sky's Lawn.

Moon sees Venus with winking envy of eyes.

While Venus looks Moon with pleasant sighs.

Venus does blush, Moon does shy.

To see Apollo, approaching near by.

Moon whispers to Venus in moan.

"I am tired of Night's toil and tone"

But now, I will not let you go so

Appeal to Appolo His chariot to slow

No, why!I too loose my light of Love

No use to hide behind the white Dove"

Venus in Love with the Moon.

Begs in bliss before her swoon.

"O My Love! set thy Head on my Lap.

My Heart in rapture shall soon entrap."

You will forget pangs of early departure

Enjoy the bliss of Kisses Nine in number."

But on eighteen June, two thousand seven.

All of sudden there in the Heaven open.

To West, moon and Venus wereat Arm distance.

The panorama seemed to be a celestial Romance.

14-Diana and Endymion

Driving her white car across the heaven.

Diana's vision fell on handsome Endymion.

A Young shepherd on hill side in deep sleep.

Came down she, knelt and kissed him deep.

Unable to bear the sweat pleasure of 'sex-sting'

She thought Him in splendid isolation to bring.

Asked Hypnose to soon take him in her thrall.

And make him there in Eternal sleep to fall.

Diana, the chaste, without Time's waste

Took Him in Cave, there kept and retained

In a place, by lust or passion, never profaned

Bliss of Heaven on Mortal Earth to taste

The chaste Diana drove her crescent car

Passed through celestial space distant far.

Night after Night to play on passionate plot.

On the same silent isolated, sensuous spot

But obscenity was one night seen by Dawn.

Unable to tolerate, she quickly made a plan,

To prepare Appolo to peep into the 'Dark Cave'

Burn them on the spot, cosmic cause to save.

The Appolo troubled by Dawn soon rose.

To fire and finish hidden error of Erose.

Indeed Appolo was never seen so hot.

He immediately sat on Golden chariot.

Moved with momentum to hidden spot.

And there made ceasless shot after shot.

Diana was dead, shephered was affraid.

And young Appolo soon did proceed a head.

15-Venus and Psyche

Gifted jwith towerring Beauty of spring,

Psyche, the youngest daughter of a king

Excited envy venomous in Goddess Venus.

And of psyche, Venus became very jealous.

Envy is born, envoy of wild vengeance.

Unable to read, burns books of excellence.

In a zeal to excel, desires divinities to die.

And kills the Rivals by cunningness of spy.

Inspired by Envy, the Goddess Venus.

Calls cupid her son by Mars, amorous

Ordains promptly to proceed to perfumed parlour.

Of Psyche to start operation 'Kiss and Kill' Proper.

Cupid-, the son of Lord of Wars and Venus.

Takes his quire: full of arrows venomous.

Steals into chamber of psyche amourous.

To kill her as willed by Mother malicious.

But wounded in operation 'kiss-and-kill' by Bite.

He soon started back in the Darkness of Night.

Psyche, then tightened arms of Embrace.

But cupid bewildered by her innocent grace.

Promises never to hurt such Beauty of Innocence.

And becomes her perpetual Lover in Night's silence

If she takes an oath never to know his name.

Never covet to catch the glimpse of his frame.

Else he would leave her forever without trace.

Long she restrained her curiosity to see his face

One Night, loosing her patience lights the taper

Sees in admiration, her Lover-in-deep slumber

Alas! taper's drop falls on shoulder of cupid.

And He flees from chamber in speed rapid.

Bereaving Psyche, pangs of seperation to suffer

Before she could recover and trace her lost Lover.

16-Timid Tears

Venus wept and Mars in dismay

Murmured in the Morn of May-

"This noble heart is not for ignoble pain

These lake-like eyes of Erose need no rain

These lovely lips lurking in large loom

Meant for Bliss need not gather gloom

The Tears, the timid tears and the rot

Need not the charm of rosy cheeks blot,

Grace of grand face thus, defile,

The shrine of Erose, thus beguile."

Her rosy cheeks, hid she under cosy palm

And spread pearls of tears in bitter calm.

And on the table in front, neatly knelt

Moaned and groaned to make Mars Melt.

Mars became morose to see weeping Erose.

In agony and anger the Truth did disclose.

"From depth of divine despair

Appear the Tears first in the heart

Thence in eyes committ Eerror

Brooding over days sad and past.

Tears are timid, try to escape and fly.

From field of heart to the floor of Eye.

Infect the Mind quite close and near.

In search of sympathy from the seer,"

Then hands of Mars played on her locks.

To soften the sober sores of silent shocks.

She did lift face with mist of gaze.

Promised never to recall gloomy days.

17-Valentine Day (14th of February)

Where were you! I never knew

One fine morn, you came in view

Landed from sky, I Know not why

Hurt my heart by arrows of eye.

I seek you not to cease

I feel you not to freeze

O! Furious Flame of Fire

Come near, let me retire.

I wish to meet you hence

Miss for a moment my sense.

Cherish thy colourful charms.

Perish by touch of thy palms.

Your Shyness and shame

I do never never blame

Fragrance of thy flame

What I fervently claim.

Lies not in our power to love or hate

For spirit in us is ovr-ruled by fate

The reason rascal diwndles and dies

What we see is censured by inner eyes

Love is real, true and rare

When love at first sight.

Rustic reason, partial, unfair,

Makes it low, slow and light.

On valentine, announce an Amity

Extinguish anguish and enmity

Come, complain, drain out disdain.

By love-letter disclose you pain.

Don't be slave, shake off the chain.

Invite by eye, with vigour entertain.

Clouds of doubt, wash off Brain

Social stigma shall no more remain

Under the bower of blooming Beauty

In time Eternity and space of infinity

Let love with liberty mingle and meet

With Rose of God and spirit do greet.

18-Heartless Necklace

To adore the gift of beauty best,

And to grace its blooming breast,

With super sheen of clestial crest,

Implored the soul a gem with Zest.

Lo! Gold in the charm of Chain,

Reigns over the marable domain.

Escorted by the two snowy hills

To dwell in the dale of Thrills.

Gold is brave and bold

Goldy to gently hold

In heart of high trust

without greed or lust

When two souls become one.

Together geared and spun,

Extreme Ecstacy they shun.

And get their desires done.

Atmighty's allusions

Act without whimper

Voice of the Intutions

Heard without whisper

There lays heartless Neclace

Her holy heart ever to embrace

Why the soul echos in ecstacy

When it looks on flower's Fancy

Why metls the turbid heart

Why beats the pulse so fast.

Why trembles the mighty mind.

Why temperance turns so blind.

When the beauty puts puny pen

With blushing cheecks in lovely lips,

Like rose-crowned Lance of Eden.

In two-leaved tender petals dips.

And drops ambrosia of Ruth.

In mild moan married to dearth.

To have honey of Heavenly mirth.

On the sad lap of the mortal earth.

(19) Brilliant Beauty

O! sweet shamy! how in dawny dream

Blissful and charming was thy gleam!

How sweet and sober was shy appeal

That made my mind turbulent to Reel.

That led my passioned Lance to dale

Between two snowy walls under veil

To explore rosy buds that blossomed

While Hands Ivory mounts ransomed

The soul thrilled in bliss of sudden Fall

While mortal eyes opened by God's call

To witness error of Erose on Earth divine

And beauty, Love and God together combine.

The dream drops, but now I know,

The heat has melted frozen snow

And now I see love and Divinity

In the temple of Brilliant Beauty.

I see God is open to eye in open mosque.

And if God is beauty and Beatuy is God

Then why does beauty hide in Mask, I ask

Is not this on beauty and –God a frial Fraud.

God lives in Mosque wide and open

For his devotees to learn, lean and lay.

While mind lives in Body white hidden.

Then why this cosy cover dark and grey.

Throw off the golden gossomer of glory

To thrill in blind eyes of Erose in ecstacy.

How can a devotee reach the shrine

Without crossing the bars divine?

Now I know, why you don't show Mark.

Put of thy mundane mask-Brown or dark.

Laid on white colour of white home

The waves of wisdom rise and roam.

Now I learn how to make beauty burn.

With the brain of Jupiter and saturn

"Open thy Beauty to Brain as such.

I will now you to teach and touch"

The beauty of venus is ever open to Mars.

Youth divine of Diana is open to Charles

The soul of Shiva is eternaly open to Uma.

Then why do you hesitate to be flamy Ada?

Watch the watch which has stopped the Needle

True Love makes the Mighty Time weak and Feeble.

In Eden Garden grows Red Rose of Reason.

That blooms and blossoms in every season.

20-Sudden Meet

Love, God of Mighty wish or will

Whom to thank for sudden thrill

Of Sudden Meet with white Blue

Whom I sought before Time few.

I realised the Truth To –day

A True will wings its way

The true Image did usher

In my true soul for ever.

The same smiling Lips

With body of Silver stick

Her forchead broad bright

Long fai hairs were tight

I see, I talk, and I rejoice

The whiteness in same voice

When I called : "White Blue"!

To me she turned her view

She felt the worship of eyes

And in quite sufferance tries

To face wantonness of my gaze

With shame and coyed Craze.

No Study, no ambition, No passion

But she smiles in the same fashion

The Tension of Task has gone

A Terrible Beauty is born

God bless her with immortality

Nursing Mother she does Duty

I left with Fall of Triumph

In the eyes of white Nymph.

(21) Erose on Rocks

O Ancient Idols of Ancient days of Grace!

Approching hands near neck to Embrance!

With erotic eyes in vigour fixed at the Face!

And Rosy lips open in passionate space!

Silent breasts , slender waists, Hips!

Twist and turns of curls and curves!

Eyes in ecstacy of erose, blooming lips!

Alluring organs that inflame the Nerves!

The exquisite Jewelry, Excellent Revelry!

Who are these amorous couples?

Unaware of the worlds of troubles.

Wrought on the eternal Rocks.

Kept as lovers under Locks!

In the curves of firm breasts

Which Nude Necklace pretts.

On Temple twined like pair of creeper

Who is this divine lady with her lover?

Who his left arm on her breast keeps

And responses the right on her hips

And poures the passion on her lips.

And lady-lover her Lover gazes up

Layed in Arms his Neck does clasp.

To bring him low and neel to kiss

And to remain in immortal bliss

Was there an age to carve out such crazes?

Do these scriptures of sculpture hide messages?

Are they fables and parables in poetic images?

That they tease and scorn the wisdom of ages.

That shun my Eye

Tease my old wisdom

Ask in bitter irony

To unmask Rock's Kindom

Lo! Lord Shiya and Uma too are in embrarce

To make thier Love immortal in time and space

So, the couples indulged in making loves

Locked in Embraces, may be mortals or Gods.

O Gentle shapes, brede on Rocks Great

When Thantos shall the mortal exterminate

And youth and age shall waste and wither

Thou shall remain in human vision here

(22) Compensation of Erose

In course of Employment of Erose.

Suddenly there an accident arose.

Erose was not negligent on his part.

But injured very seriously at heart .

That became, he mentally morose.

Went on day's absense for respose.

The Injury caused of coarse,

Disablement of his Nature unique

Permanent of the Psych's in force.

And partial of the Physique

But Heart of master hardened

His soul was deeply saddened

By Terror of Thantos overtaken.

And by horrors of Hypnose shaken.

Master compensation claimed,

To Erose he boldly blamed

'My compensation is not thy compassion'

I claim Investment of love and passion

No compensation in cash or currency.

Shylock, I, will ooz an ounce of Honey.

Thy Absence has committed a serious sin.

That requires elixer of rose to wash skin.

Please excuse, Don't mind for mild torment

I will now strip off thy glorious garment.

First I will slap you to weep

Then lap you to sigh and sleep

then compensate loss of solace '

By one Time warm Embrace

"Extend my Absence, will not come.

To thy capital Desire never sucumb".

"Then take it, Iwill endure and wait

Till the Thantos comes soon or Late"

(23) Love's Nature

God is Truth and vice-versa.

As wisdom of sages defined.

But Love is Heavenly visa.

For God - Beauty combined.

Love is God, because

Generation (G), Operation (O)

And Equal Distribution (D)

Are its prime cause.

'L' is libidio's Longing for liberty

'O' is orgasms for eternal unity

'V' is vigour of unique vitality

'E' is Eroswe 'of blissful Ecastasy.

Love is open beauty of blue-sky

Where Lover-Larks soar so high.

And like cupid stupied neverdefy

The Trance of Truth to die.

Love is neither Rose nor Erose.

Neither Poetry nor poetic prose.

It is boundless brightness of blue.

That etetermally evades any clue.

It is Atomics of Distributive Law.

It is Dynamics of divine flaw

Upon Beauty it acts to create good.

To distribute equally as Appolo should.

Globalisation of love is Good of God.

Privitisation of it is the Devil's fraud.

Licence on its liberty is luxurious lust .

Sheen of Bright Blue is Truth-in-Trust.

24-Love's Angle

Human Good is the top most goal

Truth and beauty as base do Roll

Equal arms of Truth, Good, and Beauty at sixty angle

When meet each other inspace make A Love triangle

Truth and Beauty make the Base

Climb up to the Good, face to face

Equal Arms in equal inclination

Workout Love-Angle's destination

God is there at centre of the Triangle

That the circle of Life may move freely

On the arms of Truth, Good and Beauty

Securing equilibrium of Love-angle

More the Arms are expanded, they make circle Broad

More the Love-angles go far from centre Breath of God.

25- Love's Joint Venture

Love enters into A Joint Venture

With Brain And Beauty to Better

Profit for the sake of best pleasure

By the lavish and luxurious Treasure

But Beauty, by her adverse response

Heavily hurts Love's mind and heart.

And without any remorse or penance

Rudely returns rash and rustic retort-

"Thy gem has made up the Mood.

And brilliance has done the Good.

Then, now, why do you frown at me.

When genious has all for thee"

"Oh! my innocent Beauty knows not.

What the god of Love-this Erose sought

Sheen of beauty is more with Brilliance

Me think Beauty alone is Love's dalliance.

Beauty is brittle and badly frial

It is an error of erose under trial.

Its sweetest fruits are Terror taken

And the Erose is always Fear-Shaken."

Beauty consents to over take Brain.

Being partner of Joint venture

To enhance the profit and gain

By gems of lavishing Treasure.

26-Love's Silence

A Bedlam Begger dumb, Light and Low.

May claim more sympathy as well as pity.

But slience in Love gives pain and woe.

More than words that are wise and witty.

Sacred secrecy of God rests in a slience

But silence of Lover wants more patience

Of True , secret, silent and sacred passion.

And never does prefer, Love's compassion.

The True Lover likes to lack in Relief

Here the expense of love ends in grief

More than adventure of words revealing

As Despair does always hate the Healing.

So, if the words of praise and passion

Don't consent to conquest of the Beauty

It is Love's direct diplomancy of Invasion.

Ere Hot war begins in humid cupidity-

Love's slience is a strategy of war of Rroses

Leaks not the secrets, Minds never discloses

Apparent is seldom real in Love's Diplomacy

To be effective, it is quite and not Noisy

27-Spring offensive

Lo! The winter goes its door to close

And rest with zest inarms of Hypnose

With Season's greetings and the boon.

Under the gleams of dreaming moon.

Sun-God-in-transit crosses capricorn

Leaving chill and shrill sisters forlorn

Gradually grows Nature leaves to ripen

That bereave the branches wind overtaken.

The young Appolo, virgin vernal allures.

By praises and prayers admires and adores.

On fifth phase of moon's luminious lawn.

Minerva in white attire on the white swan

Alights on white and fairy Lotus-Land

Taking Harp-Rosary and book in Hand

The swan inspires to learn with open mind.

Without prejudice or passions of the blind.

Hundredeightbeads in hand hanging

Inspire the spirit for repeating learing.

And go to the deep of knowledge-Mine

To trace the gems that in Book do shine.

The Harp with sloping base of aquarious

Rising up to sky blue, broad and sonorous

Inspires the spirit-Earth to infinity link

And Manna dew of music ever to drink

Hit by Love-Lord Cupid's arrow, young Appolo

Advanced on Valentine, spoke to virgin vernall

His painfuljoy as well as pleasant pain sorrow

Making Daisy, rose, marigold, magnotia to fall

They came face to face, there was flameinforest

Palas became red, Amaltas yellow in dmild zest

The Royal Peacock-Gulmohar flame burnt

Emitted Fire in the tone of tease and taunt.

Pakur, Peepal and Neem gave thier signal green

To mango and Mahua to dance with Nightqueen

Who, the dolorous daughterof Parijatak King

Fell in Love with sun, Who, denied to bring

Her to His Hot Home, soon she committed suicide

And now Appolo's every arrogance, does deride

And shedsidle tears of white pearlish flowers

Before the Sun dawns from chariot early hours

Virgin vernal sprang into young spring .

Warmth of Appolo's matured her to sing

When they decided to marry in the Holy

The Songs silent and sonorous in ecstacy.

They saw, they decided, they got married

The spring conspired, conceived, and carried

Fruitfullness, in mango, Mohua, Jack, Palm.

Inslience of screcy and coyness of Calm.

Bunyan, the National and Royal plant

Drewhis red hue sceptre and the Lance

The peepal Religiosia with leayes soft

Fanned the oecasion of Nature Romance.

Nimbus was numb, Mahua drank rum

The Roads echoed, "Bol Bum" 'Bol Bum'

On the festive occasion of shivratri.

Under the wish-granting Mango Tree

All of sudden, bells of the Brain ring

Words of Krishna, to Memory bring

"I am the spring among seasons

Cupid attended by procreations."

28. Blood-Wedding

When in night, light was wholygone

Some played on Magpie with horns

And raided the castke of my Body.

Turing it hanging spot of Thornes

Hummed like Terroriasts in que

"We are commanded "to let you.

Take no rest and sleep deep

And standing on toes you keep."

I asked, 'who gave the order to you.'

They said,'Shelly'gave order due-

"Rise like lion from slumber

In unvanquishalele number

Shake off the dew fallen on you

You are many they are few."

Besides their whisper and warning

Body flirted and fought till morning .

Upstair they sucked my Blood so fair

And drank the blood of hosts downstair.

My mind with Donne's'Flea' entangled.

" How blood of two Lovers was Mingled"

It was a painful fun-pun

To make subject object one

A sort of "Blood-weeding.

Followed by 'Tear-sheding'

O Man! follow Mosquitto

Leaving pride and the ego

By "Operation sting" musically.

On the 'Guest' and 'Host' equally.

29. Planets Responsive

The Moon flies in the west of skies

To sink into ocean while Venus flies

With grace in eastern space to escape.

The Appolo chasing the Daphne to rape.

What a craze for celestial kiss?

What a chase for the blind bliss?

The Flame of Heaven falls on Earth

Young Doves see with hope and Mirth.

Look! how fast flees Venus from Appolo

To escape His Fire of Love, though slow.

While the Shepherd persues Cynthia

In western ocean to drink Ambrosia.

How plays she 'Hide and seek ' with Shephered

Sometimes she rests on the top of Neem Tall

And soon caresses the Turban at Bunyan head

Sometimes she peepes through leaves of peapal

Lo! She goes is full pose on Mango trees

Lingers there for Long sweetness to lease

Phanets are responsive in Loving-Roles

Why then 'Spring offensive 'deaths doles.

30. Libra weds Acquarious

Venus weds Mars in firmament spacious.

And Lord Libra weds August Acquarious.

In the Aryan Temple, glorious, ceremonious.

swearing oath of OME in sounds harmonious.

May bridegroom take her to home.

Where all is Aryan in ton-ton of OME

Hatred and arrogance are not there

In the ways where they move in pair.

How so in rituals of Ceremony.

Loving couples are bounded free

Before richly incensed divine fire

Where Aryan inncence does retire.

O Pretty, Peacock! Nation's royal ornamant

Sing Anthem and sound to heart's content

O Slient swans! Safely take Godness learing

To scared Altar where fair fire is buring.

O Nine goddesses! Kindly reach in time

To adorn the occasion with gracious Rhyme.

Having your heads with garlands crowned

For the couples praises sweet sweet resound.

Bring with you all the nymphs of seven seas.

Ganga and Godwari, Lina and Thames please.

Of Nandan Forest and Brindavan green.

All with garlands by the Lotus to be seen.

Let them too bring the Tiger Royal.

Get him seat near the shrine in Honour

Beneath the Bunyan Round and Royal

To protect the Aryan Temple from terror

She rounds the scared Fire with Princess's Pace.

Like Celestial Cynthia running a romantic race

Her shy eyes on ground are fixed to fire rare

Making many gazers and her never to stare

Her cheeks and lips blush to hear praises Loud

Without any spot, blot and taunt of being proud.

Go on, Go on to play and loud her praise sing,

That Ganga water answer and echo the Ring.

Behold, while she before Altar stands

Hearing the Holy priest who to her speaks

And blesses her with two happy hands

How the candulas flash on her crimsan cheeks.

Why blush you Acquarious to give Libra thy hand.

The Perrenial Pledge of the Eternal Love's bond

Sing you nymphs and Angels Angelica sing

Yumuna waters will answers and echo the ring

Now, all is over, bring Home the bride again

Bring Home with the glory of Divne gain

Never a mortal man had more happy day than this

When Heaven would heap on him divine bliss

And now, let the Graces go into thier rest

Where all they are free to retire thier best.

While the nymphs and fairies thier chorus sing.

Which Betwa shall answer and echo the ring.

Now take rest you fairies, delight is past.

Now, all is done and Dawn is nearing fast.

Leave now your loving music and song singing.

For Narmada waters shall no more echo the ring.

Let the couples relish this music as wine of Love.

And take their food of Feast in songs all obove.

31. Honey-Moon Night

Night is come , nymphs and Fairics be gone.

Leaving unravished silence of Bride alone

In her soft and cosy bed, let now swifty lay

Gossomer garments overher gently display

Let Mars and Venus, play the sport at will

And not to bother for any other Good or ill

Let there care move for paradise of Joys

And greedy pleasures of ceaseless toils

Let them all night attend their merry play

For soon will rise Dawn, and it will be day

Let none hinder them by miusic or song.

Let them enjoy Honey, right or wrong.

Lo! the moon who never never sleeps

Through the window shamelessly peeps.

Let the Cynthia inher midnight envy

Not subject their secrecy to scrutiny

Let Great Juno, laws of wedlock patronise

With sacred rites, conjugal love solemennise

Let Her bind eternally, their lovely knot

That troubles may not come and confront

O God! pour out thy benision on couple plenty.

That may easily raise and supply good posterity

O Genious! true friend of subtle sight.

Pour the sweat elixir of cupid's delight.

Let blessed power wait above the Board

Them Beautiful and Brilliant issue afford.

That may exalt to zenith the Glorious Merit

That Gods and mortals may always inherit.

32. Love's Lotus

A smiling Beauty was born

In Mud-House number seven

To phobous and Chronus

On Right and Left side open

With signs and the stars

To adorn muddy lotus garden

It grew, fast, it moved on knees

It stood on legs to please and gladden.

And to dole out Love for all,

Make all for Love forsaken

Moved tiny Tender hands

To all Men and Women

While on charming chariot

Like a popular patriot

Prophets and Poets of love and Beauty

Worship Gods Goddesses by Duty

In Faith of hope to turn their Home

To grandeuer and glory of Rome.

Let God generate all sorts of Beauty

That proliferate on muddy ground

On which Love should lay down Duty

To plant Truth and Good profouned.

33. Love's Loath

Life is Love, involve, fight and escapeThantos.

Love is enough, 'the rest' are errors of erose.

Adam was happy, his bones were made to bleed

To create Eve to live with him by God's cruel deed

Women woos a Man, on him to shower woes

With maturity of Marriage Disobedience grows.

In Pride, Envy, Greed, Lcchery and Loath

That torture man in sleep, and slumber-sloth

Hence, I take oath of Love's loath

To stop singing of Lovesongs henceforth

Where my sorrow found some relief

And the pride its poise in great grief

Sober sea is not left alive

When sky and Earth strike

To take out Honey from hive.

Its waters to churn and rive.

Innocent wings are shotdown

Silent stars fold on Sun's frown

In Red Advance of Mortal Life.

When old Love greets with knife.

Bereft of Beauty and Blind Belief

When Love cannot give due Relief

And the soul cannot find poise

In the confused clash of noise.

When no more Aryan urn

Can contain the soul of Sun.

It is better in fires to burn

No desire to shy and shun

Part II- Terror of Thantos

1.Ode to phobious of Fifteenth Jan 2008

I offer my floral oblation to Phobeoous,

That bestows light on every bower

On every creature, on every flower

Spreads aroma in breez and the air

Makes us move here and every where,

Borrows water from sumptuous sea.

Converts it in clouds to rain it free.

To repay the Debt. in instalment.

Pleasing sky by its weight bent.

Easing the Earth suffering from thirst,

Gladening the gardens and groves curst

I offer my adoration proper to phobious

Who gives Lightning and Thunder to Zeus,

Blesses with ambrosia the ancient Moon

Gifts the Mars with the warrior's boon;

Makes Mercury messenger Marvelous.

Vests Venus with Beauty and Love

Sets Saturn to rule, Heaven above

To the phobeus, who the directions sways.

By the rays falling fast on all cosmic ways.

And all the secrets of cosmos spies by Ray.

I offer my oblation, adoration and I pray

O Phobeous! I welcome thy VIBGYOR

In the voice of glorious-glamorous Lore;

Enlighten unpublished virtues of Earth.

That stir and spur happiness and Mirth,

'Capture and Kill' the Train of Terror.

'Care and Cure' the Hypnotic Error.

'Tame the treacherous tiger in Bush

And bridle brutal Bears and Bulls.

O King of planets and the chief publisher!

Let prophets come off the caves of conscience

To lift the veil of violence and vehemence.

let the 'Sound' be apparent to the world

That lays with Hypnose, in infancy curld

O Phobeous!, the chief publisher on Earth

Torch of transparency from the very birth,

Why this eclipse! How far like this

Who makes thee thus in tight grips!

Oh, Thy shadows-Gee and Cynthia

In rivalry, cross thee, for ambrosia

The Dawn does drive away the Darkness

The ways wait, thy Horses, now harness,

Carry the voice of welfare, with zeal and zest

Spread it from the East to vastness of west

O Planetorium Lord! Do Oblige Urania

From the temple of Time, Oblige Utopia.

If you dislike 'drive and drop ' here.

And dart direct to the delphi there.

Send thy scions-Mercury and Mars.

With daggers of Diplomacy and Wars

Send thy Sophia, with learning and wit

The Mundame men thy ways to fashion fit.

O Sun God! We are under sentence of thantos.

With a sort of definite but uncertain reprieve

Bless to spend the Interlude in the passion of Rose.

Singing Hymns of Heroes, last peace to retrieve.

To tear 'Tones and bones' of Terrors of Thantos

To redeem the human mind from errors of Erose.

In the Palace of Art built on present plot

By the choosen characters of ancient past.

2. Miracle of Milleniums

The milleniums move with sacrefice and slaughters

Amid torments and tortures, laments and laughters.

The old millenium dies with dreadful disease.

New Lease of Life does tease never to cease.

Die the day the decade, millenium and the century

Leaving the Earth to sob, sigh and heave hungry

Dawn and dusk are every day

Say it century or millenium gay.

The breath of bread the day demands

Synthesis of symbols, century wants.

The Millenium Moves on grooves of Globalisation

Studded in the paradox of cut throat privitisation.

Free of Fears, let the New years.

That the Appolo with planets seers.

Be clean and clear, without the tear

For any moment Miracle may appear.

3. Whiteman's Burdan

What world trade of terror they want?

What global gesture of guns they want?

Nothing they do, they cannot

How can a horlot be zealot?

Seers of Civilisisation in broad-day Light

Wolves of Equality in darkness of Night

With broken Jaws of Justice and Right

Strike on Sovereignty with wild might

Even in the Heaven, there is no rest,

For fragmented faith and broken breast

Black Bond of Begger Bedlam

Is broken by the soul of Saddam.

Shaken is White Burden.

By Mighty Mind of Laden.

4. Ode to Jupiter

O Grand-God Jupiter!

Thou son of Saturn-Rhea,

Compelled thy Titan Father

To disgorge thy sisters three

With brothers Pluto- Neptune

Who, allied to fight against Saturn

To make thee Supreme olympion

And thou, in cult of co-alition

Made Neptune the king of ocean,

Pluto, the Dead-Land's sovereign,

Vulcan wind Lord of Ge-heaven.

Keeping with thee earth and heaven

O Thunderer, grand great!

Thou lashed luxury of Titan Fate,

And made the final fall of Hyperion,

Bound Prometheous far off Dominion.

Kindly come at once to charge the war.

To punish the pride and madness mar.

O God of Gods, Ops' first son Jupiter!

Of Fool hardy phaeton do remember,

Who forced his father Appolo and got

Himself seated on the glorious chariot

That was made with axle-wheels of Gold

Spokes of silver, seat of Diamond mould.

But the steeds felt Lighter hand on Bridle.

And fast ran away from the path Middle.

He prayed his Father, but all-in-vain

From his tender hands slipped Rein.

The sea was suddenly dried.

Neptune was helpless to hide.

In the waters, he did reign.

And spent his times fain.

The Earth turned aflame.

None was able to tame.

The Earth in, pain then prayed

Thee, 0 Zingoist-just Jupiter

The conflagration to be stayed.

That did render life to cinder.

The echo of Earth, thou heard

The lightning on Phaeton hurld

Unseated he head long fell.

Forever, in the Hell to dwell.

As you know, Writers do not go.

To the royal Residence of Rulers.

Made either on Mount or sea below

To seek favour, power or pleasures

I Invoke Thee now and hence

To come from Olympia at once.

To take the charge of silent war.

And punish the pride, madness mar.

O Heaven's Supreme Justicer!

Terror is quite near, hear, O hear,

Remember Dream to Agmemnon

For the Battle against the Trozan

With hope to bring the Fall of Troy

And pleasures of victory to enjoy

On Helen from Paris being rescued.

And honour Grecian being resumed

Remember, When Greek Achilus draws near.

Trozan Hector, to Hacuba and Prium dear.

Thou counselled thy cabinet supreme to lay.

"Should we save Hector or say Achilus to slay"

And then thy warrior and wise Athhene did say

"Hector has already hastened to doom's day."

To be sure, thou hanged the Golden Balance in air.

And sagaciously set the two lots of deaths there.

Thou, then watching Hector's scale sinking

Proclaimed "Hector is dead, no more living".

Come O Jupiter! Lift once more the Libra of Justice

To decide the fate of pride, by arms or Armistice

O Expansionist Emperor of Divinity!

Filial knots tie thee to Heavenly Olympia

And delight more with droplets of Ambrosia,

But then, it is not unusual for warrior kings

To go to the war with their queens and kins

And so, kindly come with Hebe thy Daughter

Who, serves the Gods as sincere cup-bearer.

Come with thy Daughter the Divine Diana.

Goddess of Chastity and her mother Latona.

Come with Venus, Goddess of Love-and Beauty.

Come with Athene-the Goddess of War and Duty.

I welcome thee with thy sister-Queen Juno.

Bearing eternal emblem of peacock-cuckoo.

To arrest and assault with applause

The tigers of Terror teasing thy laws.

5. Dillema of Dove [Dove's Dillema

"Mars will surely come and kiss

I have talked, he has said this

I have collected clothes for his kids

I have prepared sweet Manna dish.

To welcome him and fulfill his wish

Mother always said during Nights

"Mars is good in Rights and Mights"

"Bring my papers of separation, I see

I will now keep them always with me-

Oh! My mars is good, you all know

I will never now let him away go.

He has said, he would surely come

Whenever, there is any big problem-

Every sound, animate or inanimate

Why does good suggestion stimulate?

Alas! He did not turn up, was it an illusion

Can my soul supreme lead to such a delusion-

I will go to my prophet, compel him to tell

Why are these visions after, such along spell.

Cant psyche find solution to problems of soul

Confined to body and mind, can't it reach pole"?

6. Priest's Predicament

O Mercury prince of planets Great.

O Moon! Night Queen of Love's Fate.

What dreams to brooding Dove dole?

What Suggestion you send to soul?

Why do you pain her brain by Migrain?

Why do you play thy charm again-again?

Why do you incite her divine innocence?

Why do you invoke her by thy Eloquence?

Well, tell me, is it by order of Jupiter?

Nay, how can He thus torture her?

He is Guard in His exalted position.

Saturn too for her has no aversion

Surely, it is conspiracy of Moon-Mercury

That Dove-divine is in wild wild Misery

O Four-armed, Blue, Beautiful and strong!

How do you dare do such a wretched wrong?

She Knows not rituals to please you

On behalf of Her, I do pray and weep.

Don't turn again pain on her to heap.

O Magic and Miralce Lord Lucifer!

No other Authority, we can now refer

You have the power to animate Dead

You can. embolden the people afraid

You have the pleasure of Saturn-Jupiter

Come, care and cure, we badly suffered

Faith is human breath to live and love

Loss of Faith is death for Divine Dove.

Doubt in Devotion and Duty is Disease of Breath

That makes Trouble double and brings the death

7. Ode To Venus

O, Thou Venus, Daughter of Jupiter

A thing of Beauty and Joy for ever

Whose loveliness grows and never

Into dark oblivion does die or wither

Why do you elope the Dove's sleep

And render her to wail and weep

O Venus! thou stimulate with smile delight!

Why do you deprive the Dove in naked Night

Of Divine Desire that does flameternal kings

Of Heaven, Mortal Men and all earthly Beings-

Are you envious of the Psyche sober

Gifted with innocence of vernal offer

That you send the Love-Lord cupid

Who is blind, selfish and stupid-

O Godess of Love and Beauty!

Why do you stray off thy duty.

Can you deceive the Vesta, the chaste

Whom Appolo Wooed in wild waste .

She shunned the ills of Love

Denied dominant will of Jove.

And by Father's head she swore.

To remain unmarried evermore

O Venus! Can you deceive or dwell.

Upon Athne, thy sister who loves well

Fierce war, ringing battle and Fame.

Of Divine deeds to keep the Flame-

I know, you can't forget Diana's Law.

Nor can you succumb toany such Flaw.

O Gold shafted chaste, in chaming sheen.

Untamed by smiles and the shadows green.

I pray thee not to tease ever her emotions

And be you she in all respect and relations-

8. Prometheus Set Free

(6th July 04)

The Mercury mundane, a year ago.

On May seven, crossed the Appolo.

Love and friendship cooled down.

Mutinies moved for the fall of crown.

Mischiefs of Mercury, day night rose.

Angiushed Earth, the Sun-God close.

Who turned very hot and angry.

By craft and mischief of Mercury.

Jupiter envied the Prometheus.

Motivated by his bastard son.

And attempted Means in famous

To bind without a reason.

Prometheus in Hospital got a place.

By the Divine Doctor's timely grace.

To get rid of physical desease.

To mentally fight fresh at ease.

It was the cosmic divine climax

When prometheous rose to relax

But Mars moved by this Foul Fray

Rose with Mighty Mace on Tuesday.

On eighth june two thousand four,

With Venus, the sun-god to allure.

The combustion suddenly took place.

In the Constellation by Marsian grace

The veil of the clouds drews on the sky

Venus came close to Sun- God-Tie

Who started Tango with Venus

Relishing Food of Love amorous.

Sang Celestial Gods, praises of Aphrodite.

Who bloomed in smile the lulled delight

Came she close to kiss Sun times four

Ere the Dusk did close the divine door.

The celestial romance brought strom

With showers, making cosmos calm

Left was 'Red spot' on the face of sun.

Portending the 'Return of Saturn'

While went on, play of pleasures in June Hot.

The prometheous grave poised in Hospital cot.

The Mars-a Crises Remover soon revelled.

On ' Grand Great Tuesday devotees swelled

Clouds burst with rains on the 6th July,

Mercury committed Murder of Mercenary-

A Terror-toned Adviser and Advocate

Who cursed and rebuked in open court.

Brave Prometheus escaping arrest.

In the mood of fun and cosmic jest.

Prometheus came out of Hospital unbound

While the soul of Mercenary roved round

With revenge and wrath for breach of Trust

Committed by Mercury in lechery and lust.

The soul-in-revenge seeks and searches Time.

To become Terror of Time to committ crime.

Cosmic Errors of lovely Erose.

Cause Earthy Terrors of Thantos.

9. Hymn to Holy Hypnose

Night holds The Infant twins.

Hypnose and Thantos in arms

Marpheus with smoky horns leans

Throught gates of ivory and horns.

O Global Goddess, Heavenly Hypnose

Thou disposer of pains, Easer of Woes

Younger to Thantos, the charming sleep

How nice you are in the slumber deep.

On the princess-in-pain, come like cloud

In celestial showers without thunder loud.

Temper her senses tense, sing her pains

Like sweet murmuring wind of soft rain.

Into her chamber, gently glide, silently slide.

Fondle her to deep slumber, sitting by side.

O Holy Hypnose, thou embalmer of Night.

Come and caress with fingers benign.

Her wail-wet eyes, bowered from light

Take her to realm of forget-fullness divine.

O Holy Hypnose! hindrances thou may face

In the mild movement of thy glorious grace.

By the Demons of wild-wild dreams

That turn into nightmarish gleams

Bid you do welcome and ever embrace.

The pleasures of the past remembrance.

In the sweet moans and sermons of dreams.

That shower on the sorrows balmy beams.

O Holy Hypnose, thou savour of sorrows

O scared sleep! come close in heavy dose

While I sing this hymn to her sweet eyes

Save her from wild woes and sad sighs.

O Global Hyponse! wanted from Pole to pole.

Thou gentle Goddess, eternal envoy of Heaven

With all powers by Lord delegated and given

Slide to sober silence in to the vibrating soul.

O Holy Hypnose of exalted esteem

Quickly come, woes of world to redeem.

The world –by Time's Terror overtaken

For centuries for lorn and forsaken.

Let the incantation of this holy hymn.

Invoke thee to defeat Experience

By wedding worldly Experience

To Heaven's imperial nonsense.

10. Thought of Thantos

I have faith, I have hope

I can move, I can rove,

In me shines light of Love.

I can do my duty like Zove.

I have the rays of imagination

With power of deep penetration

I have sentiments of sovereign

By Super soul smoothly driven.

I have strong spirit and subtle sense

Devoid of impatience and pretence.

But in sound sweet, and sense rare

Who does speak so loud in the Air?-

"You violate Nature's norm of Health

For the sake of Duty to amass wealth"

Nay! Emphaticaly I plead and say.

"With armful rays I begin my day

When Appolo in Morn, awakens

And Petals of Lovely Lotus opens.

And Devine Dawn, leading chariot of Sun

Moving fast power-drawn is to Light come.

Yet, to some degree, I do agree with you.

I have given the preference to Duty Due".-

"I have an order from the Time-lord

To shoulder you to grand grave-yard"-

"Oh! wait, awhile there is time, there is time.

Let me embelish the Time in rhythmic rhyme.

Let me celebrate civilisation's Armistice

On global paths of progress by Justice.

Let me remove dominant darkness of Ages.

By rays of imagination and Light of Sages.

O Thantos ! thou envoy to the Emperor Time.

Don't try to break ceaseless breath of Rhyme.

I will call when the moment will mature, you may now go

I am the self-made man of thy Nature I will sue moto do

Yes, I will wait for you, welcome on the door.

Don't mind, then I will leave, Linger no more"-

On my prayer, replies Lord Thantos

"I am pleased with your Royal pose.

And bestow my benision, precious and Rare.

Live more till you dole the stock of thy share."

When we talk to God we pray in Panic.

When god talks, we are schizophrenic.-

11-Ode to Death Victor

The Eagle enchanting Hymns and the songs

In Temples with devotees, priests and monks

Flies over oceans-

Arctic and Atalantic

Arbian and Pacific

Caspian and Indian

Hovers over Rivers

Ganga and Godawari

Lina and Lakheswari

Missisipi and Missouri

Shoots up to mansarover Rills

In his ecstacy of eternal thrills

Sees there calm and still

The crown of kailash Hill.

The Eagle takes a sudden pause

As if found the first and final cause

Looks on Dvine vision of Death- victor

Who as Time-Lord in Moon-whit colour

With eyes of Moon-Sun and Fire

On two Lotus does rest and retire.

Smile his divine face does admire.

Carry His divine fine four hands

Mudra-pash mrigaksh garlands

By Nature's nascent nectaril currents

That flow cease less, silent, intorrents

His bold body is being drenched.

Delightedly drowned and clenched.

The Eagle winks, flutters wings.

The Time brings, vision of springs.

The Moon in process of pleasure

Discharges the immortal treasure.

More the Moon pleases

More ambrosia releases

The Moon becomes slender and slender

Slowly and slowly in sweet surrender

The Lord on laps places

Two fine and divine vases

Ambrosia there in fills and refills.

On his Holy Head spills and respills.

That He may dole and disburse

Pure treasure of perrenial purse.

Enamoured Engle Flutters

In Paragon prayer utters

"O Death victor of Trinity

Truth Good and Beauty

Ambition – Wisdom- Activity

I urge to let me immerse

In the ocean of Ambrosia.

So that I may soon emerge

With eternal bliss of Utopia

For sky, sea and earth

With perfume of Mirth.

In time and space pervasive.

Present, past and future evasive.

O Death victor, make mind Heart Mighty

But never nude, knaive naughty-or nasty

As also bless my breath

From the bond of Death.

Maintain my sovereign Domain

In harmony of harmonal membrane

12-Terror in Air

Can the scientists of NASA on the 'Dawn'

Trace Cirece and Vesta by Ancients forlorn?

Can they venture to vex vesta's virginity?

Can they seduce Cirece the queen of Fertility ?

European space Agency with NASA in Consortium

Opens the "Operation SMAT" against planetorium

To seize cynthia in all its fourteen phases

By 'Operation Express' Vex Venus by gazes

The genious and talent in the Genes.

That grows from a Generation to a Generation,

Swells in Power from Incarnation to Incarnation,

Can't build castles in Air by these means.

Then why this arial craft and Cunningness?

Then why this waste of spirit for Nothingness?

To seduce "Cirece and Cynthia"

And Defile Venus and Vesta.

13 Pluto's Plutocracy

When Pluto was borne in Nineteen Thirtees

Loomed deep Depression in Economy's eyes.

Fire and Flames in Factories did cease.

Stopped chimnys to smoke and please.

Mother Earth got covered with layers of crust

Space between Sun anal Earth shrouded in Dust

Stars became invisible over the vast sky.

There emerged wasteland-barren –dry.

Hardly springs nine had it massless floated

League of Nations was made obsolete-outdated.

When Imperial Japan with fascist Germany.

Under its influence dreamed of better destiny.

This Demi God of Destiny devoid of gravity

Patted the back of America's Robust Roosewelt

To fight with zingoism of Federal Judiciary.

By 'Court-Packing plan' to strech welfare belt.

Pluto prompted Him Berlin-Rome Tokyo to fix

By the "Little Boy and Fatman' operation Mix."

Hot war ended walls of Laws and Flaws

Hiroshima- Nagasaki were devoured in Jaws

Pluto gradually grew in to wild youth

Degraded Democracy by capturing booth

A politicion became a man of destiny

And Media a means of massless money.

Like "Trishanku' with gradual growth in Age

Pluto tried upward mobility to heaven in craze.

Alas! its rise was rocked. under animated suspension.

Like Legislatures devoid of majority in small Division

Pluto is banished with plutocracy at highest pitch.

But who will fill up the choas and dragon's-ditch

When Folly is still linked with white Elegance,

With Mafia and Muscle-power in the dominnance.

14. Whitman's Democracy

Where are Whitman's White Hall and Capital Hill

That promised "The continent Indissouble to thrill

The "Most splendid Race; the Sun ever shone upon

And make magnetic Land of the Divine Dawn.'

Alas!" The Life long Love of Comrades has grandly gone

His Divine Democracy, Terror of Thantos has torn

He now leans from the gloden gates of Heaven.

And Dance of Democracy sees with eyes even.

A soul with Head of Hound and Body of of Buffalo

From the Ranches of Texas via Albana and Alaska

Clifornia and Columbia, Delwara and Dakota.

NewYork, New Jersey, Nevada and Indiana.

Misssisipi-Missouri, Washington, ohio an Okhlama.

Mentana, Maryland, and New Mexico moves

To aswaken deniens to walk on old grooves.

Another soul with hermit's head and body of Albion.

Moves breaking the Trance from the bowers of Boston.

That lies on the sacred shore of Atalantic ocean.

To be born in the White House of Wishingtion.

Hoary Whitman hears from the Heaven.

Loud sound of Hound, "Buffalo spoken-

"Go and rejoice in 'Calamus' and 'Old Age Echoes'

Where your Mentor Committs errors of erose

Don't you know, Mars married Venus amorous

To be host to civilisation great and glamorous

That sloely was swallowed by Terrors of Thantos

For the shameful 'Gay Errors of Earthly-Erose

Hurt Hermit replied- "Words are better than blows

Good words are always better then nasty strokes

Prevention in time is better than cures

Measures are taken ere crisis matures

But Hallow head of hound never agrees

What the vision of Nostordom foresees.

That Heaven will boil at forty degrees

And fire will approach the Great Newcity'.

While Hound and Hermit for Long debated.

With chance of Hound's second coming abated.

Voters heard roars of Islam' from "Heaven"

To ruin Ranches of Economy so far unshaken

This suddenly turned the scale of victory

Making second coming of Hound a 'certainty'

To silence the roar of 'Revolt of Islam'

Monitored by Lord Laden and Saddam

By 'Thunder 'Operation' of Zingoist zeus.

And Blind Homer's "Operation Achillus'

Where wounded man is captured and killed

And made still by the soldiers skull-skilled.

Horendous vision of whitman's Universal suffrage

Shrouds his Democratic vistas' with full coverage.

Holy U.N.O. is undone by naughty NATO.

His 'Comrade Song' is crippled by the Veto

Hound's white House made on Earthly ground

Hovers over 'People's Capital Hill' veto bound.

Womanly tears faint whitman's cheeks

Though in Heaven, no soul ever weeps.

His panacea of "each vote equal weight".

Has lost its lustre on its expiry Date.

Democracy that depends on count of Hallow heads

Without measure of mind and weight of the talents

Is nothing save demarchy of 'Blind Men'

Who vote raise and support cock and Hen

Who, with appalling alarms clash and fight

And in utter innocence struggle in the Night.

15- No Sense in Silence

Lethargy leaps off its Limit

Drudgery draws off ambit

There is no point in Patience

There is no sense in Silence.

What can Right to Information do,

In this ceaselessly sleeping show

No Law can mend Dragon's Drudgery

Oh! Misery, Oh, thou Mighty Misery?

Crisis Knocks the door now and here

Hope and Faith, Faith and Hope rare!

Now, I very well know,

Why does the Terror blow?

Sloth of the slumber- show

Where shall the poor go?

No way save beg and borrow

To manage the sorrow morrow.

Let hopeless Hope stretch its Rope.

Infinity to cover and Eternity to cope.

O Intution of my Dolorous Duty?

Throw the Last lance of Activity

To pierce the Lungs of lethargy

Spill the Blood from levers lusty.

Where there is will there is way

Ye, thy will shall slay all Delay.

16 To Ancient Soul-Stars

O subtle, silent sober and ancient soul stars!

I feel thy impulse from Gangotri to Gangasagar.

I remember Verandah thatched and sacred

Where my innocent boy hood slept with thee

And where later in time known I was made

Thou in Hypnose met thantos leaving Me.

Obrave and bold great and grand mother Brahamani!

How thou managed Mangoes of Magnificent Tree.

I remember the pious place.

Where sitting on small cot

Thou with humble-holy grace

Immortal lesson of Life taught

Yes, thou taught in my torrid florid youth

The Doctrine of Seven steps that smooth

The Seven sins of the wedded wife

Who becomes as the Bride for Life.

But I obeyed the orders of Mother

Who saw my welfare else where.

Now, a Sinner does feel"Experience is wisdom"

That sustains immortal bliss of Mortal Kingdom.

You know thy scions Rudra and Rama.

Can't be compelled to keep quite and calm

While Debauchery, lechery and Treachery

Soil and spoil the shrine of Justice wildly.

You Immortal souls, that came to tame the flame.

Of cellestial and Heavenly Gods in Librium Game!

Let the cunning intelligence of Mercury

Be not ever be placed against adversely

To the pleasures of Venus and Mars.

Driving the Psyches to restless wars.

Let mischievous and naughty Neptune

Never cross the sword with Lord mars

To cause and create Domestic Misfortune

With aid of Zingoist Jupiter, Lord of Stars.

Let the Generator, operator and Decorator

With Sun, Moon, Mars, Mercury and jupiter

Be in harmony with Saturn and Lucifer

To, assert and assault as the Benefactor.

17 Glimpse of Terror

Lord Krishna opened his Mouth vast and fair

And 'Bharat' saw the glimpse of Terror there,

He saw-Brahma perching on his Lotus seat,

Lord Shiva with celestial serpents in surfeit,

Hoasts of Gods with palms joined in score.

Chanting the Manes and Fames of Terror

Sun-Gods and Rudras, Vasus and Vasudevas

Aswinikumaras. Asuras, Yakshas, Gandharvas

All perplexed, in pity and Fear equally share

Trembling Bharat then prayed in war field there

"O', Lord Krishna, to see thy vast vision touching Heaven

Efflugent and vibgyored with thy Divine Mouth wide open

Where in, the sons if Dhritrashtra with other kings

Bhisma, Drona, and Karna bound in round Rings

And principal warriors on my side as well

Rush in terrible flame head Long to dwell.

I am terribly bewildered by Miracle and wonder.

Tell me, who you are in Human and the gender.'

Then Lord replied- " I am inflamed Terror of Time

Incarnated sue moto when righteousness declined

And the unrighteousness upward climbed.

To re-establish righteneous and ruin the crime

Great souls from spiritus Mundi always move.

To be born in the Body of Man, as beast or Dwarf

Or the Lion with head of Man, Lion-Fox half-half

To protect. virtuous and Evil Doers to remove

Yes, old Testament tells to stone to thantos

One who blasphemies and against God goes

Jesus declares in New Testa ment in words

To bring peace with shovels and swords.

Mohammad in Kuran too tells his age-old plans

To inculcate Terror in hearts of unbeliever clans.

Nay, never the Doctrine of Incarnation fails.

Terror in the shape of 'Human-bomb' prevails

To send young Indian Primef Minister to Thantos

Air-born Terror swallows Newyork Tower in a dose.

"Terror is Samson-power that brought down Dragon's plaza

Killing Himself with thousands of Phillistines in Gaza.

It is k-factor of 'Fusion and Fissure' Reaction

It is computer- Memory of vast information"

But what a fun, Democracy has now done

Fragile garment of Governance it has spun.

For four or Five years to make war on Terror.

By the Governments of eloquent folly and Error.

World will be run by Terror-borne Robots.

The, Time and Terror don't wait for Godots

Democracy dies, Terrorocracy comes in liu

Old order changes, yielding place to New.

Trial of Terror, Trial for Terror, Trial by Terror.

Sovereignty is now play boy of Techno- colour

Why does then Mush fear the Bush.

Thou, the closed door, slide, pull or push.

And see the Terror in Laden's Fish.

Massacre of Martydom lie in his Dish.

Try or twist, cry or kiss

Terror is Time, Don't miss

For some it may be panic

For others is pure picnic.

18- Rally of Roar

Devils from scriptures do quote cantos

To please and placate Terror of Thantos

They Laugh in Humour of Hypnose ofetn

Dogs do guide, lead the kings to Heaven.

See, how crimson cows, golden goats milk made.

Brown buffalows with white hair on the forehead

After rally of roar are freed without arrest,

For want of place in Prison for their rest.

In broad –day Light one blasts a secular mosque,

To ventilate the wrath and revenge, turbulent

Another the Capital of Capital and Parliament

Who is more at fault, let us now argue and ask.

Wrath and Revenge never cease and demise

Loosing and Regaining are Rites of Paradise.

19 Tolerance Zone

The call to close down courts is Timely and Just.

Neither Lament in Lone forest nor wrath's outburst.

What is the use of Escourts in Terror's majority

That suffer from malignant malady of ferocity.

Oxymora are honest whore and judicial ethics.

Where Judaes split the hair from strained skins

In the terrible persuit of essential terrors and sins

Jeopardosing the Genes of Justice to point of pins.

Uproar and appeal to close down courts

Urgent call to write off the police escorts

Universal demand to demolish the Forts.

Will prove panacea to kill Crime and torts.

How far the Humanity can endure

The mischief of a Licencesed whore

Human minds and hearts have their own.

Perseverance, patience and tolerance zone,

When the tolerance zone shrinks.

From the Tomb, Terror springs.

20. My Sky

They have snatched my open sky

From my vision, before my eye

From toe to top being corrupt

The state failed to interrupt

They have taken my sun and the Moon,

Ruthlessly robbed Morn, Eve and noon

They have eloped my Venus and mars,

And plundered my all angelic stars

These high and wide walls in vade

My Easement by Nature justly made

By the Grand-God eternally endowed

By the Supreme sovereign bestowed

Born to construct and instruct

Never to destroy and destruct

I do not need high walls.

By which Darkness falls.

I like my crimson-dawn

To fall on my Lotus-Lawn

To be near my scared Peepal

To hear the bells of chappel.

I will make Lotus Learning Lodge

Whose petals open to Devine cause

I will make my sky-kissing villa

For my Royal Ikshweku and Illa

Don't fan and fire the flames.

Powerful are the robust rains.

No harm to low-down Head in trust.

Not so low that turban falls in Dust.

Terror changes the Fashion of Fire

It plays with aroma of ego and IRE

21. My Home

Himalayan Home! I make thee to be at Home.

In which my warriors, ambitious, active-Antifoe.

With pleasure and treasure move-come and go.

And I lay down my Lays and may freely roam.

Uncovered of Royal Robe, now I enter here.

To be in thy strong, safe and spiritual shelter

May not any Error or Terror overtake in Fears.

That they may live in Love for Hundred years.

Sun my Eye, Breez my Breath sky my soul.

Earth my body, here I have got my whole.

In hue of Home, far away from sinner slave

Here in, I will make my Lays of nike's braves.

But the 'Woman-in Black' does always plead

Of "Whiteman's Burden" in all her cross deed.

Suffering from Constitutional Anxiety Neurosis

She converts normacly of Home in Serious Crisis.

The Siblings got suckled and cradled by her

Suffer from Lunacy of Lenin and of Hitler

The music of Madness should I face or evade

For Life is Love, Invade, Fight and Escape.

Detachment, yes, Doctor's detachment,

Devotion to Duty, deprived of Attachment,

Is what one needs to invade and fight,

For Belongingness boils down the sight.

O Sweet Home! Stay here, don't follow me.

I will bring welfare, wealth to make thee

More glorious, more glamorous and harmonius

In wit, wisdom, and Intellect more sumptuous

Himalayan Home! stay here with pride rare

For the greatest Good, wisdom and welfare

Empowered, milked and Duty-dominated

By the Nectaril rills and Honey animated.

Where river, ranch and the road

Carry water, milk and cosmic load.

I will celebrate my celestial Abode.

To sing my songs in Heavenly Mode.

But a Goddess now knocks my Gloden door

That ordains extension for five springs more

For the Broken tones and golden Heart

Of 'Women-in Black' to make her smart.

22. My will

O Gods, touch me normore with Noble Anger

Let the pearls of Life fall as drops of Water

The rain reaches with clouds from the sea

Peacock perches on the ancient Neem Tree.

Sits in silence there on the bowered Branch.

Methink, the National Bird, likes to launch.

The Battle of Bliss, so far sought and bought

In the worship of wisdom and ship of thought.

The singing swan sails last score to reach.

And enters Appolo's Land there to teach

Of Terror-gifted vision and teach just now.

The Govts to love Gods, to bend and bow.

To err in Life is but human

To lie and Love is comman

To invade and fight this Error

By dagger or diplomacy is Terror.

Life is but Love, Involve, Fight and Evade.

All committ error of Erose in Hade or shade.

All invade in Natural Humour of Hyponse.

All fiercely fight the Terror of Thantos.

But soul promises under righteous Rose.

Not to resort to revenge against Thantos

Never to bind his services to Goddess. Ate

In order to fashion fit its future-Fate.

For Forty and Five springs as living Toy

Half the Destined Life, never danced in Joy

Will now soul sail to OMKA to deploy

Arrows of quier to save the turbid Troy?]

None writes Epitaph on Tombs of those

Who don't find and face fires of Thantos

My will now I do to the world disclose.

Donate, My Body to Doctors to diagnose

The Eternal elements that Constitute

The Body that lays after Death, destiute

23- My Temple

The secret of Long life and sound health lies

Now I do know in the rhythms and Rhyms.

Of the Rituals in front of Gods and spirituals

In the Ceremony of innocent individuals.

Singing of holy hymn and song

Incantation of Mantras strong

Rhythms of all claping palms

Ringing of Bells echoing OMS.

Silent in senes, Loud in sound

Set the Life on solid ground.

Survival is Heavenly Hope and Faith in cure

Even when no sign of healing seems to be sure.

The trees without branches. Struggling straight

Are made by the Tempests to lay down postrait.

But the branches of tree that knee before storm

Survive with Tree for long to flourish in calm.

Learn in the Temple how to bend before God.

It makes you submissive with power Broad

There you learn the Art of Central control

There you learn sanctity of Soma's Role

To face cellular death when cells cease to grow

Greet Somnatic Death when Blood ceases to flow

But there is Human Death when spirit does go

Leaving the fragile Federation to burn and Blow.

Temple is heaven on Earth

Don't fear any sort of Death

Here you learn the Art of Death

You learn the Science of Breath.

24-Souls Brave Rise from Graves

Part-I Deliberations

Firm, haughty, Fearless and dangerous Date

Is trinity eight, eight and two thousand eight

The Date eight that falls on Day of Lucifer

Who is also King, Lord and Leader of the year.

The date eight of August falls between two Dates.

Sixth August when Little Boy on Hiroshima burst.

Ninth August when Fat Man on Nagasaki was thurst.

To awaken Japan, to open to satan its golden Gates.

It is the date of Terror that incited India to deny

The British Rule by "Quit India" with "Do or die".

Spirit of Saddam rises from grave on the date

Calls colleagues Killed under capure and kill

That bleeding on Rocks lifeless layed still,

Convenes urgent meet to deliberate and debate.

Under Noble guidance of Revenge Godders Ate.

Their strengths weaknesses opportunity and Threat

Devine Goddess of Victory-Nike Noble to meet

First they recall their glorious past in the wonders

Declared by Democracy on seven, seven two seven

On the Seventh Day with Moon is phase seven

And become inflamed on Arbian grandeurs.

They seek- pink coloured ruins of Temples and Tombs

At Petra the crowned capital of Arabian Nomades.

Of first century A.D. cautiously carved in Rocks

"Civilisation of White Burden" shuns and Mocks.

They see-Taj Mahal 'tomb of Love of Shah Jahan

Mughal Emperor of Sixteen century Hindustan

Who built it, in the loving memory of his queen

At Agra, where waters of Yumuna keep it clean

In the Colossiam financed by victories of Roma imperium

They see Colossal plunder and pillage of Temple at Jerusalam

Curiously they look to Great wall of china aged 2000 years

Build by Popular China to protect it from the Foreign Fears.

They shun to see statute of Christ. Redeemer of Christianity

Erected and Inaugurate elegenty in Early 20th century

On the Brazle's corcovad Mountain's Peak.

Atention of Tourists and visiters to seek.

They see amalgum of Maya and Tolteck Art's glow

In the chi-chenatza, City built in 500 AD in Mexio.

Reluctantly they see the ruins of Mystical City of Spain.

Discovered by American Archeologist in Ninteen Eleven.

Part-II Heaven's Help

Inspired by thier Ancient past, they fly to plantary cosmos.

Unfold thier concern to acquire Uranium from Uranus

Beg before Saturn to manage His Rings Myterious

Pray for Plutonium from suspended pluto

To find a Plot, seek the pleasures of Plato

Thunder and Lightning they get from Jupiter

To enrich strength they rush to meet lucifer

Who, being Divinity's foe entertains them all.

And hands over his Book"Lucifer before fall"

To read and repeat the Lines that bring Gold

To frame the circles on ground as in it told.

To bring whirlwind, tempest and thunder Bold

Pronounce the Lines in Italics to self Times three

To let the 'Dragan's seeds' in armour appear free

And to read the Capital letters to swell spirit's fleet

Who being Immortal the Mortal Foes shall defeat

Thus equipped, the spirit cross Great wall of China

Rush unseen to Beijing busy in opening olympiana.

Part-III Olympic Gloriana

They see the Rockets in sky rushing to explode

In pellets to detonate and destroy sounds remote,

Rain Rockets that run to ruin the winds tempetous.

While Calypsos, control wind-pattern for Ullyssus.

To see the panorama of T orch Rally, all the way to Mt.Everest

And its Durability against High speed wind they are upset

But with thier power, higher, stronger and faster

They find, gloden opportunity to show thier Terror.

In the mamath gathering of Bird's Nest Stadium

In Shenyang. sport centre having a Roof system,

That bears resemblance with wings of Heavenly Nike.

The pleasures of Nations divided by Democracy to Pike

Part-IV Burning Beauty

Darkness drops, All is Shorn and Torn.

A power full Buring Beauty is born.

Peoples surviving the spirit's Terror.

Devote time to God, in Prayer

The spirits satisfied sing in chorus

The songs of Nike-The victorious.

Part-III- Humour of Hypnose

1-Queen and Cupid

Cupid came, conjured and Conquered

But the queen smiled, Cupid was Captured

She gave command' You will be on trial

He whispered "I will ever be loyal"

On her face , he found the grace of a Dove

In her eyes, saw the divine Light of Love

She beheld His Books He Looked,

She nodded with Courtly Pride, He joined.

At heart, emotional attachment he felt

In mind, Image of venus, soon he built

In physique fragrance unique, he smelt

He prayed, he praised and nicely knelt.

Before the Goddess of Love and Beauty,

He vowed to obey the voice of Duty.

2-Lethargy of Love

Why does Beauty draw the heart to Love

And enjoy the Bliss of the Heaven, above

While valour and virtue vie love to Good

Yet, inspire the Desire to get some food.

He was numbed, felt firmly f ixed

With whole soul, eternally eclipsed,

His eyeballs, scarcely did move

As enthralled by lethargy of love.

On her, he promised to spend all worth

To think and sing ever of her mild mirth

Till her Beauty draws the heat of love

And her virtue leads to the sky above.

To see Beauty as spouse of God is good and sane

To deem Duty as its angel on Earth is not profane.

3-Call of Cupid

O God, give me a life so long

I may write "The sonnet and song"

Till hundred springs in the Praise

of her lips, eyes, and Forehead gaze.

O God, endure me to adore her breast

With jovial jest and zeal in its best

That I may pour to each tender part

Including soul mind and the Heart.

Because, Her Divinity deserves the state

And my Love cannot flower at Lower Rate

O God, seize my soul to make a shrine,

Of her Florid Temple, for ever to shine.

O God, Bless my words, my Theme to express

In matching rhymes, as she matches her Dress.

4-His Song of Soul

"Whispered my soul in silence to me

Lives on her lips, elixir of Eternity

Lays in her palms, nectar of chastity

To keep mortal Hearts in sanity.

Ambrosia flows from wrists round

Joined to Ivory Arms, Bangle bound

How can I say,Her graces glide gladly

From every pore of her white Body.

White radiance of calcium does pour

From every cozy comer and core

Happiest harmonies of VIBGYOR

Peep through every Divine Door.

Her Beauty supreme kindles heavenly fire,

For ever, in words sober, to adore and admire,

Her Beauty with inclusive wholeness is dazed,

To look, to gaze and stand amazed".

The soul slowly said to his conscience

"Explore and adore her Excellence

By crazy kisses and Erotic Embrace

To unveil her in Love's lap of grace.

And, until the Bond of Love Stronger

than the Bond of Blood does linger

Its heavenly hold and costly clasp

Be immortal to sip the nectaril sap.

He know, Foul and ugly,He cannot endure to view

So, looked at wondrous sight of heavenly hue

And set free the tongue to speak her praises new

And permited the pen to write her titles due.

5-Cosmic cupid

I Love all those, who love you like me

I hate those who my goddess envy

Be it a Diamond Forehead or silvery Feet

Her every part does invite mine to meet.

When I touch tender fingers of her hand

I feel as if I have treaded the entire land

When her sweet smile bids me good by

I feel free from the Time's Timeless Tie.

I think, Can there be salvation elsewhere

If not in her Curly Tresses, so rare and fair

That kiss her soft shoulders and naked neck

And like proud cloud, Her moony Face deck.

If Gods and mortals of sky, sea and Earth are so

All Discords will die, Love will make all to grow.

6-Augustan Cupid

This August Month fits to fast and Pray

When all Mortals to Devotion are inclined

So Cupid Thought that on Holy Friday

He will for Her some good sense find.

Her Fair Temple, he will build in his mind

In which her snow-whit statue will enshrine

To which turbulent thought he will bind

And Prompt soul to Sing Hymns Divine

There he will adore her as the Author of Bliss

He will also build an Altar to appease her Ire

His Heart on the same with all the wish

Will sacrifice in Flames of the Chaste Desire.

Dark is the world where light shined Never

Fortunate is He who beholds her every where.

7-His Song of Melancholy and Mirth

O Global Goddess, Divine Love and Burning Beauty

Born to blush the Eden with Flowers of obedient Duty

To- day my humble Heart was fully Adamant

To see you in saffron, white, green Garment

And I hoped, happily to pour Flowers of Flame therein,

And when thy tender hand will, hoist the Flag, I will lean,

Before thy Highness and in one salutation submit,

All my sensations and Feelings at thy Fair Feet.

My Spirit buoyant like Infant, Craved Firm Fist

Over thy oval-round , nectaril, bungled wrist

And take in arms'thy grace girdled vibrant waist

And keep the same pressed to my warm breast.

But alas! Mirth of mind soon fled away

Giving place to sad Melancholy to play

Ruthless with nerves of my mighty Mind

When goddess Ada I failed to find.

I felt fixed on embroidered girdle

Into which charms were cleverly wrought

With love, desire, and flattery to fizzle

The judgment most prudently brought.

The girdle that Venus loosened from bright Bosom.

And smilingly gave to Juno to enamor.

Olympian God who sat on Ida, alone and calm.

And to see her He was inflamed in passion-fire.

Why do I now see the global Goddess

Withdrawing from every goal of happiness

Which allures and tempts all and sundry

To feed frail flames and the hearts hungry.

But whether not to visit the temple in Time

Is not her excellency's honored crime

No, I cannot conceive and believe

That she intended her Devotees to deceive.

But I must register my proud protest and prayer

That all forts don't need Flags to be hoisted by a victor

Who fails to perform the Rite at right time

Honorably assigned to him as His Duty Prime.

8-"Idem" song of cupid

Bitterly condemning my fate,

To my soul slowly I did complain,

"How can I enjoy and celebrate,

Edam when Moon unseen did remain."

For three days, I did fail to trace

Her in the chamber of the palace

Or on round with Bright Grace

So, I moved to planets in space.

There I asked Planetary Lord Apollo

"Where have you hidden my moon"

He smilingly looked and said soon

"To the yonder Temple of Shiva to go.

And see on his head your Moon slender,

Due to discharge of Nectar in surrender"

I went straight to Lord Shiva's shrine,

And found on his head crescent divine."

In anger, I did ask the Lord Shiva,

'Where is moon filled with ambrosia,'

He in curiosity heard and laughed,

And by his tender finger signaled.

"Go and meet doctor's of the era

They will tell full moon's villa

I moved in morn my moon to meet

But cruel clouds wet me to retreat.

So I offer flower of Edam today

Please accept it and make me gay

With warm words and tender touch

That excel godly gifts more and much.

The moon soon in bliss, blushed

And tides. white and high rushed

To cool and quell thirsty heart

And made me fresh and smart."

9-Senses and Soul

Her lips are two fresh flakes of flame,

Which even love God can't dare to claim,

Bulky, bright and the soft bosom's swell,

Where the secrets of heaven Dwell.

Are like shivalik's snowy hills

Which sooth the Passion's shrills,

Passion in her is glass facing the fire,

Where bliss is mirrored without desire.

Beauty in her is a genious

A gathered gift of ages gone

Where the time venomous

Feels helpless and forlorn.

At her tender gleam, there comes to view,

In her eyes, a hidden hunger's thrill,

From the inmost ark of light and hue,

A fire sweet her super soul does distill.

By her eyes and voice her soul does move,

My soul with flash and flux of divine love,

Her unstirred lips smile in mysterious tone,

And seem to be the seed of all life sown.

By her tender hands, love God rends apart,

The dark and proud cloud of night's Art,

Her glory I gaze and yield with goodwill,

All the gifts and graces, silent and still.

And With sweet love and he artful ease

My soul from sin and dust takes release

So, I seek the shelter of her deep embrace

Which against all ills is a fortified place.

The gazes of her summoning eyes

Are my new love world's sun-rise

Where the clasps and kisses slacken

And eyes the Sun gate of soul open.

10-White Sublime

After a long lapse of turbid time

Cupid saw Her in white sublime

Which whispers the voice of virginity

And does cherish the charm of chastity.

The chastity enshrined in the nose-ring

Of her virgin glory and grace does sing

Which None does ever dare to defile

Save with Consent of her and smile.

The Smile that sits on her rosy lips

Close to nose that airs the soul's rose

That secretly blooms beauty's bliss

Which on wings of love-god blows.

In hands of the cupid pen becomes pensive,

And feels the impulse of spring offensive.

11-Duty and Beauty

The truths does tremble

The good does grumble

Till on their heads nimble

Beauty puts hands humble.

The first- in- beauty

Is first - in- might

It is the law of almighty

That beauty rules in its right.

When fame is created by own deeds

Why should we allow heavenly threats

Though the black hawks do hover

In pitiless power over -our tower.

It is not birth, but might of beauty alone

That is worth and able to occupy the throne

So haste o, nymph of triumph and victory

And bring mirth, truth, good and jollity.

It is always and everywhere confessed

That truth trembles by injustice stressed

The good tremble by disparity depressed

Dim becomes beauty by poverty suppressed.

Virtues grow slow where all are slaves to gold

And Where quits and smiles are freely sold

Reasonable is riot and revolt if master is cold.

And just is protest where white lie is told.

The path to the paradise is paved with fair Actions

The way to the hell is layed with good Intentions,

It is sin to be popular at the price of progress.

It is sacred to break the diadem of distress.

12-Amrapalli

I sat beneath a mango Tree

She stood came Close to me

And inspired by her lips-in-voice

I made my way straight to Dias.

There, to win The young old Award

Anon I felt it was her True Reward

Came I back beneath The Trees

Put that in Her Hand with ease.

It was wrapped in fashioned pack

Glad she was it to give me Back

I said (aside)"This was for the Venus

The Beautiful Daughter of great Zeus"

Grate full and glad was Amrapalli

To see off Ada-Appolo- Fair-Family.

13-Advent of Appolo

Lo! to Apollo with my best oblation I wish,

On the advent of an Angel on the Earth,

To blush the Bower of Beauty with Bliss,

And shower Cosmic kisses of the mirth.

And make the world Beautiful and strong,

Inclusive Growth with strength to prolong,

For eternal ecstasy and enlightenment,

In crazy carnival of Entertainment.

How fine is the year Forty five

with two digits summing to Nine

To unbar the Gates if gaiety, to drive

To the palace of prosperity divine.

Let me live in the light of Apollo and Ada.

With Angelic Apollo and Fairy Florida

And see my soul relish the Apple amorous.

In the Florid garden of Gentle Genius.

Let the Sovereign streamline His thought

That he may dart a swift and sure shot

To Riddles and Hurdles of naughty knot,

Wipe out past Blot and lighten The Lot.

Let us join this Intellect -Intuition Team

That fashions fit to my spiritual Dream

14-Proud Pen

Oh! now by the power of my proud pen

I thy grace and gift of the High Heaven

The wholeness, harmony and halo relish

Thy spells and charms, How I cherish.

What a charm does sit on thy countenance

Who can dare to deny The dart of Radiance

That excels seven ecstasies of Appolo

With white wholeness harmony and halo,

How of ten does thy sweet smile stir

The silent squares of my mind to spur

My horses of sensation in Bliss to perish

By thy sharp squints and frowns feverish.

Thy sovereign sight is my supreme might

I find and feel sublime pleasure and delight

In thy voice of wisdom invoked by intuition

Thy smell of celestial spell is my Ambition.

She is child-like and infantile,

Mother chaste of Pure profile

Which to preserve, cunningness

She shows submissive willingness.

15-Birth of Beauty

Whenever, The Righteousness does decay,

Rise The wrongs, The Super souls migrate

In Beautiful Body with Radiance of a Day,

Spiritual delight as well as Intuition innate.

I he Reign of Torture and Terror to vanquish

The Rule and Religion of Beauty to establish

The crown of courage and Conviction to guild

And realm of Real wealth and Welfare to build.

Intuition is the treasured talent of the soul

Invisible and indelible since vast eternity

To sport with Information, Intellect to control

The cosmic conflict confronting humanity.

Let Intuition enshrined in the soul of Beauty

Wed with Intellect, To determine The Duty.

16-Lamp of Love

Lo! I enlighten The Lamp of Love

With fuel of faith and wicks of oath

And invoke The White Halo to rove

With passionate pace, gracious growth.

Infatuated immensely by the impulse of Thy pulse

I apprehend and ideate thy sway on the universe

And in silence of calm, do daily self converse

To linger long in thy Look-Lake of fine Blush.

Fix my flexible mind, commotion Control

In charming chamber my Presence enroll

Sit silent and seek The Flash of Flower

Blessed with bliss of glorious glamour.

Yes, I will implore, till the fuel of Faith

Keeps me safe, from robust rings of wraith.

17-Honorary Duty

Love divine is not exchange for money

while soul, mind and the heart already

Are sacrificed at the altar of beauty

So, I vow to do my honorary duty.

But I know her queenly grace and pride

This bargain with beauty will set aside

And say it to be an unjust mandate

To take work, not to compensate.

So, her fairness I fervently bequeath

Love-spell from her true copy breath

And take Divinity, as part of her heart

Animate, educate and make her smart.

Treat this new Barter of Beauty benign

As Divine Charter of Love's Sublime.

18-On 21st Jan-

The moon, a boon of Love and Beauty

Swelled with Ambrosia of sweet honey

Does hover over The Head of Cosmic Lord

A Celestial Celebration to coronate The God.

It is The Love of the Lord for moon and vice-versa,

That has brought Them close to disburse Ambrosia

But why is There global gathering at white Ganga,

That beams with Yamuna, and Muse of Urania

Oh, No! see how Moon in the process of pleasure

On the Head of the lord discharges immortal treasure

And gradually and graciously grows and slender,

Lo! The Long line of Love waters Global Truth and, Beauty,

And The Power Supreme, All annoint for good and Gaiety,

19-Beauty and Truth

Beauty and Truth, Both Heralds of Heaven

Separated by Destiny, alight on the Earth

Where Lined by Love, in the air of Eden

They seek the good guised in the mirth.

Beauty like holy spirit of the Brooding Dove

Soars in space to trace the good all above

While The Truth with mind and Heart in Love

Follows the Light of Beauty, welfare to serve.

The Truth like Turtle draws in all the limbs of lust

From all deceitful directions of the Dirt and Dust

It makes the Laws of Love, in domain of Duty

With Righteous Rod in hand, in heart mercy.

The good like God taking rest on the Everest

Rises from slumber, slides down to Breast.

20-Flight of phoenix

While the Bird of Paragon Beauty flew

Screaming as Harbinger of Harmony

Fowls of Frauds Hawks of Horror Drew

In the welfare- way with Raven's Rally.

Beauty fought with lightening Lance of Love

But lingered long to bring congenial concord

The Procrastination proved fatal and drove

It with Eagle ease to seek the shrine of God.

Anon and sudden in the way of heaven saw

I, The Good, running fast in alarming awe

Lashed with swords of sanctum sanctorum

Directed and destined to summum-Bomum.

This is the confluence of Halo, wholeness, Harmony

Radiant with the Truth, the good and the Beauty.

21-Marred Chastity

Lines of Love may be long or short

Depending on the inner circle of heart

That pumps The blood and beats the pulse

Yet, the angle of Triangle does never convulse.

Tender is the Triangle of Truth Good and Beauty

Extending equal arms to the Eternal Infinity

To ensure stability restrains the angles to sixty

In the space of love, and law in good's gaiety.

But, when I, with my vigilant eye

See Beauty-Truth- Good in Rarity

With unique grace in simplicity

Shrouded in sordid cinders, to lie.

On lord's levity I sigh and fie

That has spoiled the Chastity.

22-Love and Truth

Omni Vinci amour, Veritas odium parit

There seems ruthlessly rude truth in it

Does Truth need an epithet it to Adorn

Or a wand of magic to warm and warn.

Truth is conscience-convoy in strength,

Love is emotion-envoy in life and length,

let us learn the strategy of the Alchemy,

That makes them an Alloy of eternity.

Mind, Magna est. Veritas et prae vali bit,

Then why not should Love fashion it fit,

To immortalize in the soul-sole and alone,

That likes and loves to leave flesh and bone.

Truth is great, finally wins and prevails,

And to infinity, with supreme soul sails.

23-Crows

O Phoenix! Thou humble herald of Heaven

Endowed with radiance- wholeness-Harmony

Be warry of The shrills of the Black Raven

That hovers over the Tower for Hegemony.

With its faithless feathers and Foul Fiend

Does try by cunning cry to irk Intuition

In Black Behavior grooved and Trained

Tries to tarnish the image of Institution.

The Bird belongs to the Tribe of Tyrant wings

And does curse The Foamy whiteness of kings

While fair wings of the swan obey thy command

The Black Feathers air with rude reprimand.

Sanctum sanctorum of sacred sanctuary To keep

Let the grave diggers dig to bury the Black deep.

24-Silent stair

The gracious gossamer that veiled the Breast fair

Struck suddenly to the railings of the silent stair

While she stepped to her chamber at the top

To free the bond, soon she did stoop and stop.

But my humble hand with Fingers smart

In action Reflex, anon did smoothly dart

To unbind The Hurdle to make Her further pace

In chamber with florid Flame and glorious grace,

The celestial embrace of Jupiter and Juno on Ida,

In spiritual ecstasy caused by the -squint of Ada,

Neither Gods, nor, Mortals nor the very Apollo,

By the bright beams could peep into and know.

Man is mortal and must leave the Mansion to go,

But sweet spiritual spells do ever grow and glow.

25-Dream of Dawn

Came, Her Excellency as Hoor, here

In The Desires of my sweat Dream

Nay, she came as a Nymphish air

In the conspiracy of my Bed-Beam.

Slightly smiling and slightly cloyed

Eyes hidden under shroud alloyed

Sat she as Rose served by petals proud

On the Tension chair Thorn endowed.

In the landscape of Dark Caves

In the dense groves of Mangoes

She came as Hoor in the Desires of Dream

She came as flower in conspiracy of Theme.

In the solitary gallery of Blooming wheat

She sat down pleading for pleasant pain

Deeming my palms to be medicine meet

She pressed them on Forehead of Brain.

Loosing sense in Arm's Erotic Embrace

keeping complete silence in Love -Race

Teasing Love-Lord with shameless Blame

Her passion flashed like a gentle flame.

The silvery steps of the Beauty of Heaven

Thus, slowly and slowly went on, went on

When, all of sudden, The mortal eyes open

And the Dream so pleasant was soon gone.

The Darkness of Day drops and now I deem

False is the universe that we see by eyes two

And by the eyes of Intellect-Intuition in Dream

We witness the cosmic vision Real and True.

26-Cupid and Brahman

The Cupid-Lord of Love, pleasure, and passion

Did once churn The Noble Mind of Brahman

And Sandhya sprang from His Mind's Domain

As the Eve came out from the Adam's Bone.

With Intellect Divine and Beauty sublime

Whose squints sharp melted Creator's soul

That fell in Divine Love for Cosmic Role

Like Mortals with mammoth sensuous crime.

With Reason and Noble faith He does resolve

For Mirth to let the Earth round Sun Revolve

And dower His Daughter with Blissful Boon

For Dawn, and Dusk, every eve and the Noon.

Every Florid phoenix need to know and believe

That the Cosmic Truth does niver Deceive.

27 -Cut-Not Cut Not

Oh Goddess! what words thy lips spell

That Conquer, My Anger, Cool And quell

And Temper the tension of Violent vein

And contain the Momentum of my Brain.

Thy tender tone does expand my tolerance zone

Restores and repairs my hammered Harmone

The Place of thy Proximity is my Last Solace

Where my soul does thy Fair Faith embrace.

"Cut not-cut not " that you did twice repeat

Drove the Angels of Anger to spiritual Retreat

O Divine Daughter of the voice of God,

I adore you with best respect and regard.

People may perish, yet the voice does never vanish,

The Tele-spirits of the sound and sights ever flourish.

28-The white virginity

I touched the heavenly white virginity

Of Saint Mary Stepping up to Heaven

When the rustic railings of way Stairy

Did try to ravish her mantle-white silken.

In That most pious and pleasant proximity

To the sacred shrine of the sublime beauty

Every hurdle, I vow to destroy and demolish

Every insidious intent assault and abolish.

Which prevent the radiance of imitation

And invade the empire of her Imagination

Her high ambitions obstruct and oppose

Her Missions and visions, distort- depose.

Time is short, Task is wide and Vast

I have to be soft, I have to be fast,

29-Dowers of Distance

Far far away, I will have to go

To celebrate my shadowy spring

Under the open heaven of Apollo

Armful of Bliss to borrow and bring.

From the Fauna and The Flora,

And Fine Feathers of the Peacock

Alloyed with divine eye Aureola

To allay and sooth Summer shock

The Flowers from Mahua and Mango

Thy Dower, Red, -brown, and yellow

I will pick, and pluck, beg and borrow

To appease thy melancholy and sorrow.

Stronger is the Bond of Love than Bond of Blood

That unshaken sails a man even in the Fatal Flood.

30-Culprit was Caught

Came the Blooming Beauty, a bit late

I welcomed, she smiled, stepped straight

In her parlor of the peace and passion

And there heard a horrible explosion.

That stirred her spirit soft - and coy

She saw a shadow moving fast in Joy

Her Intuition Commanded it was caught

And below in the chamber soon brought.

Bewildered I was to see the Countenance

Of the Shadow pleading Innocence

Attended anon my Intellect on call

And Noble Anger did on Him fall.

Accepted the Culprit the Guilt with Resentment

Intuition and Intellect together felt contentment.

31-Camera of Conscience

The systems stale, Ages wither with Apollo

But Mona Lisa of Picasso eternal to live

As the David and Adonis of Michelangelo

Trapped in paint and brush, bliss to give .

Though, thou seldom use the paint and pen

To express Intent and Intuition sovereign

Thy coral lips utter the heart of love -letter

That flows with formidable force to fetter.

The mortal minds straying hither and thither

In Anger and Agony that do ever embitter

The valley of the valentine to harmonise

And into Radiant wholeness to immortalize

Valentine of lips is more mighty, than paint and pen

Conserve it with caution, the Cosmos to enlighten.

32-The Rose on Thorny Rod

The rosary of peevish pearls and smiles dry

To Mars gave a turbid and Timid good-bye

That made him terribly tense in mind mansion

And Restless for the best of spring-action

That blossoms like rose of god to worship Valentine

Who links the Silent souls by its valency divine

And sprinkles the Muse Erato with ambrosia

That stirs the Herbs of Heart to be Panacea

O Rose, thou grown with buds of bliss on thorny Rod

Seated as flash of Phoebeus on the head of time

With petals of power, light, life, beauty lent by God

To heave in Heart, move in mind, Rill in Rhyme.

Be sad to be glad, bad to be good, stern to bind

Raise the rod for those who brag but drag behind.

33-Globalization

Globalisation is lovelisation of Gee

No privatisation, no he, his, my or me

Let the Venus goddess of love be more liberal

To make the earth and heaven more integral.

Love is faint fragrance of the rose flower

Whose heavenly hue and omniscient odour

Pervades passionately every Law and order

Anoints the prince of peace with holy water.

O Man! never allure the goddess of beauty and love

And beguile by glistening gifts, greed and grafts

Or try to catch in the quagmire of cunning crafts

It will flee and leave you lone to repent and rove.

The radiance of beauty in love is ablaze so much

that no terror does dare it ever to tease and touch.

34-Safety lamp

I have seen the star in northern sky

A divine direction- to infinity fly

I have seen the light of safety lamp

In Aim's ocean fixed likes stamp

A safety lamp for Soul to set out and sail

Yes, I have found here a florid garden

Of roses, coloured with ecstasies seven

To thrill the hungry heart and soul in gale.

Let me fly in open zone of Phoebeus

Let me immerse in ocean of ambrosia

That I may emerge with Mirth amorous

And grace the garden with eternal utopia.

Squeeze the vine of wisdom with imagination,

From the florid feelings of Earth, sky and ocean.

35-Dilemma

Many a time I think to leave

The sky lark, to soar alone

Heights by wings to weave

And awake all by tender tone

But time less cries of hawks and crows

Stir my soul, and in dilemma it Grows

Whether to let phoenix to fly and believe

That black birds will not betray, deceive.

Or compel the cruel birds black by nature

To quit or cut their wanton wings in stature

But sudden comes the cock's call Clarian,

" The ghosts disappear by sound of dawn."

The omnipotent voice has mettle of miracle,

And Thunder of zovse always wins the battle.

36-Dynamics of Deep Dark

Black Garments decked the Nymph of Garden

Save the of Rosy Face, like Full Moon of Heaven

Surrounded by clouds dense, deep, Black and Brown

Eager with pleasant pain to wet her gossomer Gown.

I stood and stared and dared to disdain

The white Soul, by the Dark so slain

Was it Id, Ego or, super Ego of sorrow

To mock the Mirth of carnival in glow

Whatsoever, I like all Mundane Moods of Moon

And press to my Heart. all the Rays of Rapture

That bless my Breath with Bliss anon and soon

And lengthen line of Love to point of pleasure.

More shines the virtue in contrast with vice,

Blame or shame of Beauty is always Nice.

37-Food of Love

Ambrosia lays on Thy lips-wish

Give me a tasty drop to relish

I will go on to sing Song in Bliss

Radiance of Red Rose rests on thy cheeks

Give me a touch of sweat Tenderness

I will go on to sing Glory in ravishness.

Sermons sweet, spell thy solemn speech

Let a wave of it, my ears revel and Reach

My soul will go on to echo, and teach

Breeds thy breath smell of Belongingness

With Radiance, harmony and wholeness

Give me an ecstasy of its Sweat exhale

Ark of my Amour, I will go on to sail.

Peeps through thy eyes, the light of Sacred Ray

Give me a Rosy Ray of solemn squint every day

I will go on to keep and defend thy Image unique,

In to the Chamber of my supreme soul's Residue

And when in Heaven I will meet thee

Face to face and there each- other see

The Heaven and Earth one will be.

38-Tension Crown.

The Dreams of Late Night,

Prove Real, True and Right,

"She said, come not in afternoon,

To coronate with Tension Crown.’’

Now my soul- free and fearless feels,

In these words, my Belief breathes,

I think now shall I ever freeze,

My fancy by spiritual breeze.

How shall leave the Company of Calm,

How shall I bereave the Beauteous palm,

Whose Lines Lovely with Duty's Mark

Have become my Life's spiritual spark.

How shall I throw out from the Desire Quire,

Arrows of sweet squints of the Lovely eyes

Darted deep on white Heart never to expire

Now grown to bleed the Beauty with sighs.

But soon with Sublimity sane, came Unique,

Veiled in the mantles of manner and Modesty,

Close to my Swollen Eyes and florid physique,

Thrilled I was to think this was my Destiny.

I rose and bowed with respect due,

Mildly whispered "How are you,"?

Blushing with exquisite shame she did Reply,

"I am all fine and well with all woe and worry."

In revelry of gallery, I appreciated the Cause,

And bade good by with amorous applause.

39-Number Nine

Thou art Number Nine Divine

Sane and same with colors Fine

With varieties amorous, single Aim

To demonstrate god's spirited game.

The Goodness of God, I have got

The Image of Truth, seen in thee

Wholeness and Harmony Caught

That radiates crescent Moon in me.

I have become slave to thy Desire

Like a Fine Flame to Divine Fire

You are Rose of God, Red and white

I am Penta- Petals blue and Bright

Anguished and Vanquished Now,

With sublime salutation I bow,

And to Thy smile supreme surrender,

Ever to burn, and never to be cinder.

I will fight in the joy of thy Troy

Till soul does my Body employ

That I have donated to Breeder of Breath

To harness, for Happiness and the Health.

In this period of Divine Repose

Realm of Revelry I will depose

To the Company of Muses close

Who, the Darkness Deep disclose.

40-Books and Bones

The heart does live to heave in the rib cage

At an appropriate and appointed destined age

But in the bright breasts of white books

Eternal till Infinity it lives and looks

The muscles and cells that bind the bones of boon

With love and beauty loose lineaments very soon,

Strong infrastructure is Human Skelton

Like immortal "Paradise Lost" of Milton

Burning of books is the burning of God's image

That contains the tradition and the talent of age

Burial of bones is to bury the base of beauty

Which inspires the truth and good for duty.

Bones mock the death, books tease the eternity

What more, then a man need's for immortality

41-Law And Love

Fruits for Heart are apple and guava

We live in relations of love and law

But all relations are subject to sex

Be it Odipus or Electra complex .

Lord Krishna committed adultery in love of Radha

God Brahma was banned laurels in love of Sandhya

Oedipus Rex was banished for Incest with Jacosta

Agamemnon was admonished for Love with Electra

Beauty is divine, diet for Excellence in duty

For which we entreat envelops of ecstasy

Still the nature complains of hidden hunger

Beauty and duty suffer from Blind blunder

Faith and the fear rear the relations dear

The Faith in growth of love fears the laws

That Globe goes to graft govern and gear

And for the good overwhelms, overawes.

Eve was born from the blood and bones of Adam,

Forbidden Fruit made him from Eden over thrown,

By the tears of the, Divine Love of summum bonum

White roses grown bleeded in red by arrows thrown.

Love is the lava of volcano in Meru or Ida,

That erupts in Ecstasy on beauty of Florida.

42-Ode to white Rose

There was a Time, there was a Time

When this storm of the will- power

Pelted down tremendous Trees of pride

Survived the Branches that did Lower.

But now dream is over, vision is clear

True Beauty is never slave to flattery

Truth never seeks salute from slanderer

And Mercy never tempers Treachery .

Be Rose of God, sweet smell to spread

With Robust Rod riveted with Thorns

To flourish Faith and Fear to dread

The Black Bulls and break their horns.

The Mercy and Punishment do make

Two fine faces of glittering Duty coin

The Savages to shake and sages to save

Harmony with Halo of Beauty to Join.

The Harmony wholeness and Halo Constitute Beauty

Drink it deep to nourish the will, Wisdom and Activity

43-Rose and Marigold

She gave a cold Response,

To my Hearty enthusiasm,

She reserved her glance,

And smile in style warm.

I heard the Crow's voice in her brain

That poisoned the Face with Disdain

Anon the Cause I knew that I sought

And to her Notice briskly brought.

She became glad and glee

With my Reasoned plea

My hungry Heart Led me

To meet her Hands free

She from my hand seized the Rose

And tenderly put close to her Nose

It indeed was wondrous harmony

When she explained it in ecstasy.

"Marigold does excel in smell

And suits me, All and well"

"Make the Royal Rose and Mighty Marigold

A Beautiful blend of Love and power' I told.

Hardly these words I had uttered

That "the sky" in chamber entered

44-Divine Dream

A Divine bird like white owl

Perched on study Room's Roof

Dressed in Foamy Firs like Swan

And flew in North in early Dawn.

My eyes opened, no proof found,

What was hidden under ground,

The shadow I saw in the - Dream,

The owl carries 'The Luck supreme'

I Soon thought whether my "Florida",

Was waiting for consent of 'omega',

To come out from the virgin womb,

Of St Mary like Christ from the tomb.

The " white phoenix" like Beauty-Beam,

Teases my soul even in the Day- dream.

45-Havan and Heaven

From Havan (Sacred fire ) soul is driven in

To heaven the body buried or burnt in Coffin

While the soul was in prison of sensual bliss

It gathered honey of poison from the kiss.

Honey exhausts with sense but the taste remains

The soul succumbs not to salvation and sustains

This is the beauty of soul that grows with variety

And being cloyed still seeks ceaseless satiety.

It seeks the sacred shrine of imperishable bliss

Where two souls are in extreme ecstasy of kiss

And where love whispers out of tenderness

In sublime silence of Florida's wilderness.

Don't be afraid of death it is the mother of beauty

From her alone springs the desire and dream of duty.

46-Beauty Truth and good

Beauty may succumb to slavery for global good

But it never never bends before Floppery

The truth stands with Bravery for Human hood

But it never does tender salute to Snobbery

Don’t doubt the Cleavage between beauty and good

It is not an absolute fission, but self differentiation

Of unitary living essence of the Truth's Food

That keeps the Beauty and good ever in unison

Beauty and good being the Daughters of Truth,

Though in appearance to each other Hostile,

But the fission is the fault of the Blurred Ruth ,

In the Tune and Tone of Time bound profile.

Beauty and good are hands of Truth-Right and left

Fastened Fast to Head in the domain of the Breast

To keep the supreme soul's everlasting Reservoir

Where we enjoy the Eternal pleasure's Empire.

47-Beauty weds truth

It was a splendid pleasure

Of the over powering night

When Truth and Beauty together

Celebrated the love at first sight

Where beauty laid alone

In white, looking up the blue sky

And truth in its spiritual zone

Slided to it slowly and slowly.

Made to glisten and grease

Lastly to listen and please

And permit Adonis to entreat

In revelry to no more retreat.

It was extreme ecstasy of truth and beauty

To celebrate their love for good and gaiety

48-There is life in file

It is the mischief of order of Precedence

That makes Dog in God and life in the file,

Gloriana gleamed in garment of ignorance,

Issued a veiled order in a unique style .

I looked at my file in color white blue

That matched with her grace and hue

I wished a will the file of life to give

Soon she signed and said with it to live.

It suited me and my desire's design

But in every file lies the life divine

The delay drags the life to its death

The procrastinator looses the breath.

Let good governance of the grand style

Be prompt to inspire life in every File.

49-Mango-Dream

I slept with a sweet memory

Of Bending Breast of Beauty

And dreamt of a Mild Mango Tree

Branches loaded with Fruits Free.

I extended my Right hand a Branch to bow

Approachable by my standing on the Toe

I touched a Ripe Mango slightly yellow

Plucked it and then ground looked below.

A young boy jumped on breast of Branch

Gave a jerk "Operation Pluck" to launch

Mangoes in Mass soon fell on the ground

To pluck them anon I roved and ran round.

But the boy alighted from Heaven on Earth

And warned in wrath "It is not for your Mirth,"

50-Pangs of separation

I do object to pleadings of Holy people

Who assert that lengths of time-space

Enhance the momentum of love race

My soul denies to believe the gospel.

Nay, The smiling lips will not let me go

Those eyes, that forehead, wrist and pulse

That inject in me, an elixir of impulse

And warm my blood smoothly to flow.

I inhale oxygen of life from her Voice

How can I go? There seems no choice

The pangs of separation will squeeze my bone

And I can no more live with out odour of ozone.

I don't want Hermit's fate by going away

Leaving her off neither in April or May

Dialogue, délibérations, décisions on Mobile

Can't give me her ever fresh smile and style.

51-Epiphany consciousness

Empowered by spirit, the beauty

Does manifests in various ways

It can heal by its Radiant rays

It can prolong a life to eternity.

Distress and disease, depression and despondency

It can eliminate,

Light, life and love, power, pleasure and ecstasy

It can animate ,

Magnificent moods of beauty's movements,

Through lips or legs, hands or in elements,

Eternal- sky, water, air, earth and spirit subtle,

Lead to the ocean surrounded by Faith's girdle.

The Beauty motivates, unites and binds

All above beauty returns us to our origins

Where in we encounter our seven sins

And do kill the dualism of kiths and kins.

52-Beauty of strategy

Though the differences are not down and low

Yet, a lonely furrow she continues to plow

The crows cry at the top of voice, dirge of discord

But beguile all by the breadth of kind concord.

This is the time, you to face, the crisis of faith

The Deficit of dignity reactions of raven wraith

But you have to endure and take steps more

Before you knock down the destiny's door.

You may find yourself alone, as you go

Onward pleading prudent, sure but slow

And never letting the success eroded by envy

But you have to face fast the fight of enemy.

Preserve and increase thy strength of reputation

To win the weakness, and temper the temptation.

53-Gospel of Duty

We, the white and Noble Men and the Women

For the good of down trodden take the Burden

Simply to relish the Rough and Rotten Reward

And Blame or Hate of those we better or guard .

But excess of anything leads to Distress

Agony and anguish defeats our Success

So, we should "Tolerance Zone wrongs" deliberate

Those who transcends Line of Control eliminate.

The Noble King to his Knight in words plain

Warned "Form a Man may fail in Duty twice

And third time prosper and be wisely Nice

But if he fails third time, he must be slain."

Robust Realms are rooted out by Repeated Hate

It is fair if the Slanderer we soon decimate.

54-God is not Thief

God is not thief because he caused Adam to sleep,

And robbed him of his Ribs to make him Rich

With Eve like wife, Him forever pleased to keep

And let Him be Happy without any Breach.

Eden is every Home, Where one is known and loved

Free to listen and live, appraised, and Applauded

True Love implies a Communion of the Souls.

Where we are one between Heart -Mind's poles.

The Communion of soul is sacredly sought

Through Exchange of Secret and Thought

Communion of mind is thinking the same ways

Sharing the Common view on all "Works Days"

The Communion of Heart is reciprocal Affection

By surrender of self to other and pay Attention

How Can our chief Protagonist be a thief

Who inspires Adam with such a Belief.

55-Beauty -in- Camera

A Fast Phoenix you are for my Holy Heart

An " Ambitious Eagle to make me smart,

Like dearest Hind and most foamy swan,

Thrill my hill of Pride pond in Dawn.

Emerald are thine eyes, Lily thy Lips

From thy wise words mildness springs

Thy smile is the splendor of Rising Sun

That inspires "Days and works" to run.

With out thy presence in the Prison of Vision

This Mundane world seems to be Delusion

Recollections of thy closeness often deny

Due Delight , due to mischief of Memory.

So, to thy " Heart's Hunter," Firm and Fair,

A flash of Beauty Queen of Amrapali spare .

56-Prism of passion

What is the Fun of Love so deep

That Day Night I cannot sleep

Unless I trace the grace of her Face,

In the chambers of Mind's palace .

But one advantage in this I do find,

I talk in sleep in her Company kind,

Sometimes in the Campus of College,

Some times in Nests of knowledge .

Some times she offers a glass of water,

In courtesy, to quench the thirsty summer,

Sometimes visitors come, and I suffer,

Sometimes she squints, that I prefer.

This is sufficient to live in the prison of vision

Reasonable is to honor Restraint of Religion.

57-Predicament of Passion

What is the Fun of Love so True, rare

Unless I shake hands with hands fair

And honor at the Exit of chamber Door

Enjoy "Walky Talky" in open corridor.

And unless I ask Her welfare

And Inner Feelings subtly share

Unless I remember in the Prayer

My days I cannot- Spend and spare

And my joys express and Compare

My woes I cannot dress and Repair

My dreams embellish am impair.

Indeed I an in Dilemma of dreadful Desire,

In Courage to conspire, Reason to Retire.

58-Donation of Soul

I donate my Emotions, Intellect and Brain

To' O mega " to publish my Burning Books,

I donated my Body to kung's College to train

The Healer Hearts of Duchess and the Dukes.

And to day when Goddess Gauri in faith

In the pious protocol of Auspicious eighth

Paces with glorious grace and sublime delight

All over the globe to close Deep and Dark Night.

And when Mars and Sun their closeness celebrate

In the celestial sky, a Super soul to motivate

To usher the Blessed Body to take divine Form,

In order to build and Commission a New Norm,

I hereby donate my soul to Holy St Mariyam

To keep with her Life's Summum- Bonum.

59-Search of Symmytry

When I have pledged My soul

To that Beautifully wild woman

Where is the Question to Consol

And seek her in things Mundane.

Nxst to God is the Celestial Design

That projects Role of planets Nine

What matters if North- south face Homes

And East and west are ton-ton of Omes.

What mitten if she is gifted with third vision

And Sixth sense of the Saintly Intuition

I have achieved all aims and Ambitions

With Iron will and seasoned-Reasons

It the aims and angles are same and single

How Can Beauty betray and Duty dwindle

60-Spring of Life

My spring of florid life has gone futile

In Love's awakening and answering smile

And a Rose bloomed beyond summer’ best

With the mystry of Bliss made so manifest.

Whereby the Beauty in Bliss does Reconcile

The passion with Good and the Desire fragile

Melts with the flaming fire of Troth

In harmony, happiness, Hope of Both.

Love no where if not in her combined

Are Beauty, Truth and the Good to gether

And all praise and applause in her Honor

Are a praise of Trinity from Her derived.

Farewell, yet think not such farewell a change

From tender love, though once to meet or depart

Save on short absence may the senses derange

But tears would not grace the greetings of heart .

Now I will not care what was my most care

But allround me, see a burning beauty born

And lands grown loveless than they were

And I will dream of love even in light of morn .

For earthly beauty has a cause and proof

To lead the soul resting in beauty above

And there will be greater bliss far aloof

Where all is weaned from earthly love.

The cause of beauty given to man's desire

Expressed in expectancy of flaming fire

Lead to love, peruse and pray fairwell

Heaven is our earth and forget the hell.

61-Honey is money

I am down but not out of the global game

Others to accommodate I take the blame

Frank to ask assistance from all source

Sovereign to complete my true course.

That needs the Renewal of Ties and Bridging gaps

And the Broken communication by Tacts and Taps

Into the people who can make a difference

In love ,s deeper relations and conference.

The old and secret enmity of the wanton woman

Comes to fore to defame love's divine domain

Though deeper the relation in celestial love

Lesser the need of help from heaven above.

Build your own bosom with caution to control

The empty emotions and turbid tempers of soul

Take every refusal of love as laurel or reward

And every denial as conscious command of God.

She denies all recommendations with honey,

And I deny Nothing but her dearest Money.

62-Religion of Beauty

She has expressed her love by squints of her eyes

She has said, calcium comes from caves of thighs

She has exposed her love from passionate smile

And from the varieties of the stimulating style.

Sue moto she showed photo of lover with beloved

Said "bond" of love is stronger than bond of blood

She has shared her inner feeling in table talk

She has told the secrets, in the corridor-walk.

She has ignited my love by amorous expression,

She says I am open from every angle and direction,

But I suffer terribly from the restraint of religion,

It is sin to imagine any sort of physical coition.

True religion of beauty in women is amour,

Force supreme cosmic natural and no more,

There are two loves heavenly and and earthly,

Love that transcends sense and lust respectively.

But sensuous love is the shadow of the spiritual,

Therfore, we follow the shadow to find the real,

Behind the shadow till we immerse in an ecstasy,

That breathes ceaselessely in Beauty's divinity.

Downward, a radiance flows from heaven above,

Drawing our divine desire which we call a love,

The Man's Summum Bonum is a divine bliss,

And indeed there is much wild virtue in a kiss.

63-Beauty transcends God

Beauty transcends the God's magical miracles,

Monarchs victorious are vanquished in citadels,

Captive Queens break the minacles of surrender,

And capture the kings in love as battle conqurer.

When cupid darts his arrows Harshan, Rochan,

And Mohak, Shoshan, Maran on God Brahman,

The Sentiments passionate forty nine in Number,

Compel him to love Sandhya his own daughter.

Electra falls in to love with king her own father

In passionate envy kills her own rival mother

Captive Queen Cleopetra loves the Roman Antony

And offers all for love to celebrate love's hegemony.

Love for beauty transcends God's miracles

It breaks, all the mundane world’s minacles

64-Unique

Qualities coincide with the name,

The "Unique'' is the name of Love,

Where the Beauty of soul -Frame,

Intends to achive Heaven above.

Where Truth Weds the Duty,

The Divine Daughter of God,

To lift and support Humanity,

With mild mercy and wild Rod.

Where the Fair with Cosmic Fate

Links the God with Common Good,

To generate , operatic and decorate,

The Empire of Mighty Human hood.

Unique is neither straight nor oblique

Neither modern, technique or relique

It is Unique, because it is not in que

To follow the obsolete the laws undue.

65-Beauty in Nature

Whenever I sit beneath Religosa,

By pulsating leaves surronded

Beauty appears spraying ambrosia,

From her Rosy lips spell-bound.

When the sweet breez of the morn

Moves the virgin leafs to and fro

Beauty appears and goes on anon

The Glamour of her face to show.

I hear your sweet sound

Now, you may go, I go to offer prayer

I look to you spell- bound

And wonder on your Blind Blunder.

I go and stand and grasp bitter Neem,

Whose leafs balance my daydream.

66-Tied soul

Had not my soul, I would have tied

To the unique goddess of beauty

Like Grand Father , I would have died

In the dreadful Nightmare Nasty.

Death in the guise of enemy

Aimed its pistol pretty at me

While for loaded gun I sought

At me He soon his pistol shot.

Thanks to rational reflex of spiritual spinal cord

That moves the body on bed to defeat Death lord

And on sound of shot, I fall on the ground

I cried like a child to end the dream profound.

I did wish to die like white swam,

Singing lovely music of the dawn,

Why did the death Devil ,dare

In the dark to encounter or scare.

Dream is not only life's revelry and Reality

It is also the nightmare of wrath and rivalry

True and Real is the realm of dream life

Where we love involve, fight, and strike.

God is great who does from death spare

With his grace in divine duty ever share.

67-My Sweet Home

What more dearly is destined to mortal Man

Than ever to remain in Spirit of singing swan

I have been in the land of Lotus Love

Brooding on Erato like devotec Dove.

Oh No' I will never give my sweet home

Where Morn and Eve, ring Ton-Ton of ome

To any cunning, crafty and thief mercury

Yes, I will make Holy Home of Harmony.

Where my Donoted Bones and the soul

Will serve muse Erato and teach the owl

To see and face the light of Ada and Apollo

Where Beauty breathes in Harmony and Halo.

My Home is perpetual Abode of the Divinity

Whose Incarnation is meant for Humanity

68-Eclipse of Ecstasy

My dawn that with the Beauty's bright Ray

Used to direct me is with clouds overcast

Now I do stray and stay in the Dark Dismay

On Crackers concealed and dight to blast

Now Like a ship that through ocean wide

Guided by Northern star does move her way

I tread my weary way in palace of pride.

To reach the florid Beech of the bright ray .

Eclipse must end, clouds must move fast

My Moon, hidden in the Eclipse Brief

Will shins soon and glance on me at Last

With the Light of Love to clear my grief.

Eclipse is the Loving Mother of Ecstasy

As Death is Divine Mother of Beauty

69-Truth is dream

My eyes fell on florid bed of the Ivory,

Spread with delicacies divine to entertain

Emperor Eros with pompous hospitality

I gazed in silence of the dream mundane.

I saw a Diamond Dish there did lie

Where in Apples two Golden and Nice

Swelled with Nectar as moon in sky

Which the Tides of the Deep did in cite.

Tremendously light and Bright, bereft of vice,

That thrilled but never fulfilled wish passionate

This fresh Fruit appeared fallen from Paradise

Lifted by Love and placed in the garden plate

The Dream drops, I see Hone of Heart richly dressed

And My Sprit Supreme laying there on, Love fed.

70-Solitude

Society is rude to delicious solitude

No rose i saw in garden of gratitude

Good was God's grand garden state

Where Adam walked without mate.

After running day and night in passion's heat

After beauty, truth good, Forest is last retreat

Where in the spirit casting off riches aside.

In to the bliss of bones does gladly glide.

Where like old eagle it sits and sings

Warms and combs its fomy wings

And till fully ripe and dight for final flight

Weaves in the plumes the crimson light

But it is beyond the modern Adams share

To enjoy and endear in the solitude there.

71-Good will or expense of love

My expense of love which leaves her to be free,

Leaves nothing for the tangible world to name,

But drives her fast form the Battle to flee,

While with burnt bliss I do take the blame .

A tender touh lightly her hand pressed,

She in silence of solitude simply blushed,

The memory of touch remains for some time,

But to praise her beauty is no more a crime.

But whether for profitable pleasure's sake

She joins craft and cunningness of snake

To the sweat and innocent folly of the dove

To elevate and support the goodwill of love

But I never suspect her wiles and her Minacles

I only watch the eclipse of lips hiding miracles

What ever she may be, Eagle is my victory

With angelic appearance and sublime beauty.

She is Child like and infantile,

Mother chaste of Pure profile,

Which to preserve , the Cunningness

She shows in submissive willingness.

Knowing truth of the Game she pretends Innocence

At cost of my Bliss and equally amorous Expense

72-Gift of Solitude

It was Dusk she was in my grasp , none near

I whispered, 'Have you in solitude no fear'

She smiled "No, surely no, am I not with you'

And while saying so,on me lovely leaned too.

Her glittering eyes like Blue-lake I looked up

And saw her lovely lips, and , like coral cup,

Of Nectar, I did drink from it and drink till,

The wings of Jovial swan made Leda still.

And the glorious Dawn with breezy Beam

Did stealthily peep to ceas amorous Dream

And separate leda and Swa from Embrace

To go away hand in hand to suffer disgrace.

Suddenly eyes opened, gone was ecstasy of Heaven

As I found none save the solitude of Earthly Eden.

73-Old Infant's Corpus

Now and then and quite often, the grace

Of heaven holds the earth in Embrace

The Sovereign Cynthia's simple kiss

Fulfils Endymian's Last dying wish

And awakens Him from long deep sleep

Of Four Decades and made him to keep

His youth alive to enjoy this Earth,

Its Melancholy, bliss and the Mirth.

Look lady in the west there you will see

An old Infant lying slain slowly by thee

Near an amber grave beside Sun's decline

Where heaves his Heart before Death Divine.

O Sea Nymph ! swiftly swim Him to save

Don’t be so coward in thy passion Brave

I know, you Love whom you deceive

That I regret and resent by your leave.

74-Chamber Game

Let lips be to lips and heart to heat,

Once more, before in bliss we depart,

Clasp me in thy bright and best,

Be below my eyes, I on thy breast.

Kiss me sweet, care not least, cowards care,

My blood bums when you fondle my hair,

I am thrilled to every pore when you stare,

I become blind when you touch my arms bare,

By your talks and touches, you ignite a flame,

That I forget all power, pride, loyalty and fame,

And float on the fancies, sweet and rare,

While sitting in the chamber on the chair,

Fettered limbs go lame, fire lives in the flame,

Let us sport in the charming chamber of shame.

75-Migration

The might still stirs the mind robust and rocky

Look yonder, signals the sage and sober saki

From the wall decked shrine incensed smoky

Let us march to meet the diety in bold khaki.

And win the bright battle of bliss,

With mighty spirit, intellect and intuition,

Stored in armory of amorous wish,

Tempered by late language and information.

Let us be guide let us be right and quick,

Gather pulse impulse and momentum

The supreme soul never weak and sick,

To touch the sacred shrine of Shivam.

I an Indra the Preserver and -Protector

I an Neptune The Lofty Lord of water

I am Dharma the great Justicer

From sins of wealth God I shudder

Let us go, O, Mother, somewhere

In Deathless Domain of the Dream

For far away to find the pleasure

Under the shadows of sum-Beam.

I am slave to the Art of Apollo

Who gifts harmony, and Halo,

And makes the world, strong,

By Justice and Beauty Life-Long.

I am the swan gifted by Oceanus,

With Halo of the Highest Honor,

To dwell in Pious Pride-pond- pious.

With extreme ecstasy and amour

Let me submit my sacred salutation

To the Goddess of Love for migration

From the world of lies and false ties

To the land of swan, or Peacock's eyes.

Or of the white crow who sheltered Ruler of Right

And was there by him blessed with Life's immortal light

I vow never to vie with lord Apollo

Who burnt the crow black to grow.

But never to the Land of Black chimalion

Who the King of Capitalism did shelter

To be blessed with crown of Golden colour

To alter so often as a chaging Champion

My Retina is ruined in vain search of Brain in Beauty

Let Lord bestow upon me peacock's eyes to do Duty,

Venus lined to rear and rule the Beauty's Kingdom

Cann't be Minerva of valour wit and the wisdom

76-White Woman's Burden

Same are made senselessly to shun

By Nature's Verulous Anaesthasia

Who respond to Nothing and None

Nor to any injection of Ambrosia.

It is better to nurture a visionary vulture

Than to feed a Cockroach and a Crow

The vulture bears an ancient culture

Of Distant vision to spy To and fro.

But The covetous Crow

Black outer and Inner

Envy and greed does grow,

And acts like slanderer.

So by replacement of the crow and Foe

Every things will effectivly run and go

Black cannot carry white's right at their back

It is best strategy them swiftly and soon sack.

How far you will take the Blame and Hate

Of those you better and gracefully guard

If they their nature not change at nay Rate

It is best time to use your Righteous Rod.

77-Leave Taking

The Perfume of your presence unique

Inspired my subtle soul and physique,

Gave power supreme to me to perform,

Like the Magnet managed to inform.

Each cell of Mind and Body with light

Which made me able to face and fight

Every risk and wraith of night and day

But since the magnet removed I stray.

The florid garden has turned in pathless forest

There is no Joy , no jollity and neither any rest

The change is charm, migration is the Mirth

Sky is cipher, the heaven is on this Earth.

Migration is, change I would seek Nature-Beauty

To live and Love, to keep hand and Heart Happy

78 My last love

Welcome madam, saw you in the News Paper

Happy to know, for my poems, your pleasure

Methink you won the Beauty contest this year

What is in your, palms so tender and so dear.

She whispered in smile "for love with honor

I love your poems and your everlasting glamour,"

I understood and mildly, said "Dear Madam",

Let us move to study room my summum bonum.

See on the wall how the power of picture does own,

The image of Beauty occupying imperial throne,

See, how her blushes are blooming on paper plain,

With her own radiance and halo without any stain.

The beauty true never blunts on fops, her dart

Nor does claim the triumph of cunning heart

The mighty artist has broken the gothic chain

And brought the beauty to living truth again.

To immortal truth, no specific truth confined

Whose universal image strikes the entire mankind

To the truth whose certain and sovereign aim

Checks the frail fangs and fashion's claim

To the truth whose charms deceits conceits quell

And fashion the common good in stronger spell

And do raise for the good the supplicating voice

With powerful measures the chance and choice

Do you know, "who is she so captured in camera"?

How can know, My Last Love named Florida

Do you know, what her hands hold in the tiffany?

Do you mark, the depth and passion of ecstasy

No the strangers like you from her countinenace

Fail to measure the radiant realm of conscience

Where in is concealed a soul- in-transience

Which she gives me in public srveilence.

My soul stands donated, what can I give madam ?

The Florida is my magnum, opus magnum bonum

But I know you are more beautiful than Helen

Seduced by Trojan prince Paris for his haven

I know, you are more beautiful, bright and chaste

Than Daphame Divine, perused by Appolo the great

And simply on touch, changed the organic apparel,

Transformed herself in to a glorious tree Laurel

I know, you excel in the beauty and love

To Venus the daughter Olympian zove

Who fought for a decade the battle of troy

To rescue Helen, Grecian glamour and joy

To praise your beauty words are few

What can I do, for beauty like you

The spirit poor Capitalist like Lord Shiva

Time and again binds the beauty of Uma.

79-Punish or Perish

Don't you remember three years past

When a young-sin you wrongly shot

But, this was your severe Fault

To keep safe his mistress smart.

You spoiled the love of a lady so aged

Who planned with lover to get married

Since then, she seeks opportunity to spoil

You'r a every good plan, task and toil.

Now, she breeds blame, envy and hate

Against your fine fame and fair fate

She has wrought a "Ring of Wrong",

Over which she has a grip strong.

O stern duty! You are the voice of God

Now is the time to use your rigid rod

And strike hard while iron is hot

Otherwise, you will suffer a lot.

Evil grows fast, virtues rise slow

So, the slanderer soon must go

To feed his friend, after killing the snacks

Is your Mercy's dangerous Mistake.

80-Art and Appolo

World is a word by Learning and Love,

Smooth and Even Like Heaven above

Let us make it, by Beauty and Truth strong,

To Art and Appolo, it Jointly does belong.

Appolo is Intellect-wit- wisdom wizard.

Interest of Lofty learning ever to guard,

Art is Sublime soul of Supreme Love and Beauty

To ensure Wellness and welfare by Divine Duty.

Art is firmly furrowed by life line smooth-long,

With Intuition and genius to sing success-song

Let this joint venture of Art and Appolo start

With glamour of glory and sweetness smart.

Let Art and Appolo in lines of Right Angle perform

With wisdom and Intuition their domain in Inform .

81-Good Night

(Shete tisthati Sarva Jag at yasmine sa Shivah)

Wherein the whole world resides sleeping is good,

Night to gods and men affords True spirit's Food,

Under the hegemony of Hypnoses-goddess of Sleep

Who invites the soul to see Beauty and Truth in Deep

It was Night who sheltered Sleep from wrath of jove

Night is good and right to restore the Beauty and Love

And neither mortal men,nor gods of the Heaven above

Dare to displease and disturb her Robe and the rove

The joint venture of Night and sleep in Trojan war

Made the Olympian God to go in to sweet slumber

Beguiled by his wife Juno to share the bed for Love

And the Grecian Ajax, Hector to bite the dust drove

"Good Night" is not farewell of Psyche to God Erose

"Good Night is welfare-weapon to save from Thontos.

Is this the Face that fascinated my Appolo's option

To lay seize on the lofty towers of Mirror-Mansion

Fair 'Florida', make me immortal with a kiss sweet

See how, thy lips suck my soul never to retreat

Is this the mouth on Appolo's forehead pressed?

Are these Ivory arms about His bosom linked ?

Are these hands that trembled near His heart.

Where join two hearts never never to distort?

Who seys there is distance if no space is seen

What abliss, I feel in sweet embrace of queen

The Reason is at loss if divisions grow together

Where selves are compouned No either,neither

Come back, Floida come, give my soul to me

I love and live in it, my sweet heaven is in thee

How phoenix and Turtle loved as love in twain

With essence one, division none love unslain

Between Beauty and Truth love shines in their sight

No quistion of mine, thine the Beauty is Truth's Right.