Naked

Slowly rising steam from the cups of
steaming coffee
camouflaged your apparition.
As your lilting voice spun
mystical stories,
My mind slowly disrobed you,


exploring all the nooks and crannies,
tracing every curve, rise and fall,
undulating hills and the flat valleys.

Try as I might to turn my eyes,
I could not avert the magic of your eyes,
and sat transfixed.
As Dr. Jekyll, my conscious mind, constantly chastised
Mr. Hyde, my sub-conscious,
I struggled to keep my focus.
Ashamed of myself, as the lascivious
voyeurism of unbridled libido
drove my mind to uncharted territories.

The warm sands of the beach
spreading the heat to our naked bodies, and
as we lie side by side,
I bared my mind to you,
and was mortified to see the hurt
on those turquoise eyes of your.
As you gently took my hand
and looked me in the eyes,
and put my hand on your bosom,
I could only see the unfathomable deapth
of the ocean to drown my lust,
and I died a little.

We walked hand in hand and entered the sea,
the water around us evaporated from
our body heat.
Lying there on the sands ,
with the canopy of star studded sky
as the roof, sea breeze encircling us, and
darkness of the night clothing us,
we slept on each other’s arms,
with the waves singing lullabies,
gently caressing our feet,
till dawn’s golden lights bathed our nakedness.

The steam no more rising from the
stone cold cups of coffee,
no apparition floated in the mist,
and then I saw the unfinished question
in your eyes.

Now that I bared my heart to you
in all its stark nakedness,
I can sincerely say,
I can not promise the earth and the moon,
neither can I promise a future unknown,
only this I can say with all honesty,
to give my everything, me,
flawed but with heart burnt by fire of hell
and turned to pure gold,
ready to take your hand and
walk to the edge of eternity and beyond
by your side ,
and ask nothing in return,
for this is not a deal.
And if that is not love, then I know not
what love is .

As you got up to take leave,
with a twinkling in your eyes
and smiled,
I could see the hint of a promise,
for which I can wait,
what’s a life time when eternity waits.

Then the apparition was gone.
As I took a sip of the cold coffee,
a divine warmth radiated through me.
I bared my soul and I feel
naked no more.

Transgressed

transgressed I have a lot,

never have I reined in my mind,

if I did not taste the bad,

how would I know what good was?

without the pain in my heart,

how shall the laughter flow?

will we wait for the dawn,

without the darkness of the night?


what’s the fun of achieving anything

without paying a fair price,

what nature provided free,

we value not and reach for the sky.

millions loved and returned to dust,

Laila and Majnu still rule our hearts.

Knowing your American Heroes ~ History-Coincidence ~ by rldubour

Friday! Time for an American Hero! Today is:   Knowing your American Heroes   History-Coincidence     Both were elected to Congress A coincidence from the start. The years ending in forty-six Exactly one-hundred years apart! Lincoln became our president In eighteen-hundred and sixty John F. Kennedy took his oath One-hundred years precisely. The names […]

Knowing your American Heroes ~ History-Coincidence ~ by rldubour

Reblogging this beautifully penned poem about historical coincidence linking two people of immense courage, one hundred years apart.

Peace and Prosperity for all

no epic was ever penned 

without being spiced by jealousy, 

 

no romance novels complete 

 

without juicy syrup of 

 

dripping emotions, betrayal and gossips, 

 

doomed are those that forgot to pay

 

their homage to Eros, 

 

no action thrillers without guns and

 

blood flowing like water, 

 

keep us awake at night.  

 

 

 

we thrive at our senses  being titillated, 

 

and then we go to the temples 

 

to pray for peace  and

 

prosperity for all.  

 

somehow the math does not make sense.  

 

if a book is a window to the world,

 

it’s the book or the world, 

 

which one has gone wrong? 

 

the eternal question  remains unanswered, 

 

chicken or the egg, 

 

which came first?  

 

 

 

and we,

 

the children of God, 

 

while secretly pamper our senses,

 

and stoke our libido, 

 

pay lip service to  peace

 

and prosperity  for all.

 

 

Eternity Waits -a set of haiku

You gave me your hand

roses bloomed in the desert

and I lost my mind

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River runs to sea

confluence waits eagerly

oblivion waits

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Tumultuous sea

dark sky embraces the waves

horizon waits dawn

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As gentle waves crash

hot sands wait the cooling touch

thirst unquenchable

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Eternity waits

roses fragrance desert nights

time has no meaning


featured image by the author.

I soar to an unknown beyond

far above the clouds

gingerly I tread

my eyes on the rising sun

I soar

riding the sun rays

to an unknown beyond

freed from the bondings

holding me to the earth

I soar

a path unknown

but a journey beautiful

can only imagine

the adventure and

excitement that lies beyond

let me ride the

waves of your love

and for you

leaving behind the

story of my life

I soar

to an unknown beyond

Life – A Unique Feeling

I was sitting on the breakfast table with my first cup of coffee in hand. My wife was on the phone with her sister, visiting my eighty plus mother-in-law. Physically they were some ten thousand miles apart but modern technology had made it easier to stay connected. They were discussing how to make it easier for my fiercely independent but increasingly feisty mother-in-law navigate the impending two weeks long lock down to be implemented in a couple of days to combat increasing cases of COVID -19. Bits and pieces of their conversation that I overheard resulted in my mind digress from the cup of coffee in my hand. Result, a cup of cold coffee and the random thoughts below.  I wrote the poem in my mother tongue Axomiya (Assamese) first and then translated to English now. Here the order is in reverse.

Life -A Unique Feeling

Because no straight lines in nature,
Life to tread a tortuous path?
Does it make any sense?
 
*****
Day I learnt to measure life
In terms of material wealth,
Life became worthless.
 
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To make one understand my desire, not my responsibility. 
Expecting everyone to understand me,
Foolishness or  my audacity?
 
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Past and future unknown mystery, in between treads life,
Tomorrow everyone will go their own way,
For the ephemeral moment, why the illusory attachment?

জীৱন – এটা অনুভূতি

প্ৰকৃতিত  হেনো সৰল ৰেখা নাই,
সেয়ে জীৱনৰ পথ হ’ব ঘূৰণীয়া, জটিল,
কিনো মানে হয়?
 
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যিদিনাই শিকিলো টকা পইচাৰ তুলাচনিত
জুখিব জীৱনৰ মূল্যবোধ,
জীৱন হ’ল মূল্যহীন।
 
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মই কি বিচাৰো বুজাব ৰাইজক নহয় মোৰ কৰ্তব্য,
সকলোৱে বুজিব মোক আশা কৰাটো
মোৰ মূৰ্খতা নে ধৃষ্টতা?
 
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আগলৈও নাই, পিচলৈও নাই, মাজত সীমিত জীৱন,
কালি সকলোৱে আকৌ আপোন পথত,
দুঘড়ীৰ বাবে কিয় এই মায়াৰ বান্ধোন?