Haven


The moist meadow of the sanctuary of my heart 
desiccates in desolation like a desert,
the dispersed clouds of parched passion  
make my mirage mind a deceptive sky. 

The halcyon horizon I call mine waits 
for the argentine mesmeric moon to rise, 
send from the fervent sparkling skyline 
the sequins of your charisma 
to swathe my shelter with shades of sapphire.

The surge of sequestered sandstorm drifts
the sands of my derelict desire away 
from the shifting dunes of deprivation.
The refuge of oasis within me doesn’t remember
it was once an epitome of my longing.

My dreams dissolve in your visage,
paint panorama of passion on canvas of my essence,
spread emotive hues on your facade of fervor,
the flight of ecstasy takes me 
where you are gone.

Away from the wilderness of my loneliness
in the far away fawn forest,
I wish you turn into an emerald tree. 
In its soothing shade I’d like to repose,
hear the song of the lavender leaves, 
rustling in the breeze with your charm. 

In the template of my seclusion,
the transient display of the drifting dreams  
turns into lilting lyric of million steps 
I walk to reach you,
setting free the captive heart
that quivers like the wasteland willow.

As the motif of my resolute essence 
repudiates the reprisal of catharsis,
at the edge of your serenading fading shadow
I sense in the haven of my heart 
the cadence of silence.

dreamlostfree verse

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