Smiling Jasmines of Euphoria
Inside my dark tent
You are my moon
Under the thunder
Of the camel in the desert
Of the pale and shabby suns
Still, I laugh
Go to the gym
Swim in lake
Make friends with
The pen and prism
Under your
Crimson umbrella
The days
The nights
I carry them
Hemmed within
Your love
The body turns
Into fragrant trees
Anguished dreams
Into mahogany shades
I lay my head
On the golden bunch
Of hay
Your love
Turn my cheek
On your balmy palm
Shards of glass
Lashes of struggle
Morning and evening
There are
Will be too
We still sail
Go for vacation
Burst into gales of laughter
As the hands of love move
The flowers of fingers bloom
Shower of caress drenches
Benches call
On the strand
This is the existence
Embracing the distances
Smiling jasmines
Of euphoria
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2018
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