Divine Love
Divine Love
In the wilderness of perception
There hummed
I don't know whose dream!
Bone-dried peg of time
Might have handed on
Beads of chanting garland!
Directions that slipped off glances
Are compromising to be in talking terms,
Waves of dedication in nothingness
Are embracing melodious voices,
In the flames of burning heart
There sprouted a fountain
I don't know of whose affection!
Catching hold of fingers of childhood
Alleys walked past each stride,
Cuddling with remembrances
Drenched tender touch belied,
In severe cold of winter
There tempted a caress
I don't know of whose warm bosom!
Copyright © Sourabh Singh | Year Posted 2016
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