Perennial

Will the Ganga defile

If I end

My life in it

To reunite with Thee?

Why no my soul

Is too pure

To pollute it

For the moments it remains

In there..

And the biodegradable body

Will satiate the fish

Within couple of hours.

Ah but for the stent

In my heart

And the ache!

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Abstract

Fiery walkways

Burning eyes

Arsenic days

Sulfuric stink

Hard-black thorns piercing body

Thick smoke stifling mind

Heavy grey stones suffocating heart

Satanic noise

Ghastly nights.

Where is the holy lake

Green banks

Dewy mornings

Blooming flowers

Leisurely days

Drizzling afternoons

Cider scent

Blissful silence

Pine winds

Sun kissed evenings

And pale moon nights?

I miss you!

Will you ever

Happen to me again?