i shield my heart with so many faces
like a layer on layer
the feel of being captivated ,the desire of being shielded
i find in hands many, hold them embrace them...
yet the world of clouds raining fiercely,
like tears dripping on hearts cold,
melt it, burn it, for the sensitivity of that love has lost its hue
and i am working again,breathing again on same note of lameness...
i spread the rug on my ragged soul,
the walls held me from my back to the garden of blackk flowers,
and i forgot to taste the purity in enlightment of the bright light...
they talk of eternal world,where light travels only
in body in souls, in minds in hearts,
where words disappear and beat talk in respect,
out of love,in passion
in fire of hell, they burn
gleefully in dignity of ecstatic run,
in love and love and love!!
hiramalik
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