Rudra and Me

Those intense eyes, imposing aura; The warrior pose; atop the snow-clad peaks, among the floating clouds still, radiating heat! The serpents, the hair, The alluring fear, The magical hues, undefined, unfiltered Beyond comprehension of mere souls into you I gaze, are you Mansi’s ace? Your roar- creates, expands, nurtures… As I give you my fears, inhibitions, Roar for me… Let the cell vibrate, follicle tingle mind flush, let thy churn, a twister form! Come as a child or clad in a loin, A pinstripe suit or a Gucchi boot. Raise a storm or a strom. You have come to play; the game that’s your always To dribble doubts, net fears, dunk worries. Haha… Win will be mine, with the divine & Mansi intertwined! As I saw you with closed eyes, cried out… a silent bellow to invite, you roared, entered & tore! The sheer pain, the veiled shriek Throbbing veins, pulsating calf Could it be more profound? The aftermath… In observance, in the space…I remain! Bestowed by your grace, the Mansi way…