Mind-Mosaics
Peerless paintings mystically mingle;
Hues of heaven and earth amalgamate.
Bells of my shrines rhythmically jingle;
Logic and love lawlessly agitate.
I see Morpheus moving around my mind;
With wings of poppies, Minerva hovers.
Celestial scenes are craftily designed;
Saraswati showers seamless powers.
Monsoons recover all drought-driven cracks;
Ripples in the lake of my mind stir on.
Nightmares consummate with sweet-dream climax;
Blissfully, myriad rainbows are drawn.
Shouldn’t soul-deep joys from deep fountains rise,
As cosmic plumes lift minds to search the skies?
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