Musings of Love in Mithila’s Thoughts

Musings of Love in Mithila’s Thoughts In weary times, when ebbing tides leave hearts forlorn, I yearn to cradle dreams alive, In the deep waters of your chest. When pain engulfs my restless nights, In the hollow silence of ribs that ache, I long to wrap myself tight In the tender weave of woollen threads, The soft edge of warmth near your breast. When despair’s heavy breath Leaves me gasping, lost, undone, I dream of tending my lips in bloom Within the curve of your Mona Lisa smile. How does one endure the solitude Of loveless skies on a Nilgiri peak? Even in the shadow of failures near you, My thoughts find joy, a lavish indulgence, Amid the sweat of life's relentless hours. No future, no past Only a ruinous, misplaced abode remains. Half a century has drifted by, Yet I yearn to lose myself in you, On moonlit nights of passion's bloom. Among shattered mirrors of neglect, Where broken memories lie naked and bare, Still, I wish to drown in your embrace, Surrendering to desire’s sweet enchantment. Breathlessly, we shall become Two souls entangled, utterly alive. Now, empty, I am a shadow adrift, A spectre of sorrow amidst ebbing tides. Yet within my chest, I nurture a river, Flowing falls with your name A restless stream, leaping through shores, Swim across freedom’s span. In every spring, you steal my heart, A dreamer crafting skies anew, You are a hidden flower of untamed grass, Rooted deep in unseen soil.