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Banishment When your eyes eroding forbidden desires, And enthroning omnious dreams in your mind You are banished from the garden of love .   VIPINS PUTHOORAN

                                      Art Of Heart.                                                     Creativity is an art;                                                     Dwells in great heart                                                     Like the flames of fire,                                                     For thou shalt admire,                                                     Not by all, but by a few,                                                     With heart like dew.                                                     VIPINS PUTHOORAN

                        sleep well,my angel!!!! Today is the saddest day for you, And this night is dreadful too Ha! I've found it in your eyes Look here, into the waves of my heart-seas Forsake there the rippling of your pain Or flow it to the brink of my heart's den And sleep well on my sapphire bosom Or in the den of my heart like a prism, Will you break up the beam of my moonlight, To see many colourful dreams in my dark-night? Oh, my sweet angel sleep well here, In the dreams of my heart without fear, and no one will affright you there! ! VIPINS PUTHOORAN

Angel Oh, angel! thy comeliness Will bloom the redolent flowers Of my blue night______ Hark! angel of my dreams "Come unto my Palace" As I'm the king of this blue night I'll sweep away all thy darkness Together we shall sing, The unsung song of our soul Together we will breathe, The fragrance of those flowers, That bloomed in our hearts When our soul melt in moonlight VIPINS PUTHOORAN

Again in Life Time cherishes me with a bundle Of golden pearls in its immortal handle, That tending me to hold those precious momments, In my scarry palm's fragments, For carrying the good pearls from Him, Over the wounded memories of my heart-brim Where mind always asking me__ Hundreds of questions in silence. "Can I praise the dignity of life's elegance"? But, I am here merely a man, A man__with flesh, blood and breath, But once every mortal man was a human, Till to the end of their death   VIPINS PUTHOORAN

Addiction How many times__ you can stab on my being? To thirst my blood, To squeeze my life It will not burst out now; The rage that i enchained in my heart__ Is unassialable now And I will soar and outroar And jump from high mountains But I'll never be a slave to you I would rather die than slave to you VIPINS PUTHOORAN

A sonnet of fervour I've only one mouth in my face. Don't you have many mouths in your body? One at top,other at bottom. And the rest of all are in your belly. When my mouth kisses your mouths. You starts to sound so coyly And if my fingers are in good rhythm You starts to sing so softly Oh! dear, you are my long fife but not my wife. And I'm a fifer, rife in strife with my wife, And she is not now in my fief. Tonight our notes can connect together__ In a fine tone to intone a tune. A sonnet of fervour for my wife.   VIPINS PUTHOORAN

A song of despair The night rain sing a soft song Over the hills of my silence To benumb my soul all along; Hidden emotions to outflow in abundance. A song of despair That floats everywhere in air, Till to the depth of my heart's creek To cascade tears through my cheek. But this moon heart is almost stone-dead For she left me soon from my heart's stead. My eyes reluctantly hide its shine, And nothing follow me now, but my shadow That's my crony now as to say mine To walk with me throu' this despair-meadow. But where I once walked, With my lover and we stalked__ Holding her hand in my wrist And holding my hand around her waist. We woven then wings of dreams as our own And built a nest on top of hope to be flown, Our life was an opened book Where the moments of love we took, To write down in its pages In our heart there were no rages__ Though the hands of destiny written its word Over the golden pages of our life And made our light of love blurred. Today I harvest t

My Prayer My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? Why art thou so far from helping me, And from the words of my roaring? O my God, I cry in the day-time, But thou hearest not; And in the night season, and am not silent. But I am a worm, and no man; A reproach of men, And despised of the people. All they that see me laugh me to scorn: They shoot out the lip, They shake the head, saying, Be not far from me: for trouble is near; For there is none to help. Many bulls have compassed me: Strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. They gaped upon me with their mouth, As a ravening and a roaring Lion I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted in the midst of my bowels. My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death. Unto thee, O Lord, do I lift up my soul. O my God, I trust in thee: Let me not be ashamed, Let me not mine enemies triumph over me. Shew me t

A perfect ethnic cleanser Death__ is a perfect ethnic cleanser; It has no ethics, But an agent of eternity, And an excellent janitor of population, Have no colour, cast or creed He comes to us without any shape or smell, But with a ritual That to take you with him Without respect for your permission.. VIPINS PUTHOORAN

A fall Colours affright specular eyes; The reddish tinged colour, Of mellow leaves, Of autumn__ Coil around the pupil, Sensitize the consciousness of sensorium, Paint the iridiscent canvas of mind, With sagital filament of anxiety. Contort my supernal cogitation, To get rid of my hoary dreams. Is this the fall of my bunches of hope? Time is gazing at the eye-lid, To shed my pain as tears. Cerulean desires evanish in blithe canopy of soul. Euphoria dies in melancholy. Languorous and moist breeze of fate__ Lancing over my megalomania. The time has come to fall. To fall from my ramus of life. As I've nothing left in me for harvest. But my vernal desires await a springtime of life. O Lord, Hallow my hollow heart now! To burgeon fresh sprout of life Rise me as a lucent sun in the luculent sky, Illuminate my diurnal happiness, Blend my sadness in cold air of nocturnal lonliness I know my despair-snow will melt in this springtime And I await a rainfall to lave my dust. Here I'

A Bird Is Calling I hear a bird is there calling When the snow was falling ''No one hears our lament We both wander like a dement We've to find a new shelter Everything is going to alter It can make your blood freeze And may lose e'erything in this breeze You need to hide your fears under a layer You will get it from your heart's prayer And stop wander like a strayer''............. VIPINS PUTHOORAN

¥ Freedom ¥ A word, that ignited my incombustile mind, I raised my marasmus jowl upward, Opened my sutured mouth, And I saw a blue sky in my heart. My eyes then cascaded the caged fervour for freedom That shined like pearls in a nacre. Because once slavery emasculated all my passion for the vision of a feudalist. He soured all my vigour and colour,  And instituted me  in destitution. He desecrated and eviscerated my characteristic abilities He cumbered me with tapering embers on my cranium, And enchained me and my dreams, And smiled at seeing my wounds No one could pacify the pain of my heart Nor I got an emolient consolation from anyone. Like a mimosa I trembled in between the melliepede legs of myriad blood sucking vampires. And they treaded my entire calibre under their powerful calcaneum. I was drowning in that moat in the different boat. And like a lunatic they enchained me in that solitary confinement of slavery; Draped me with arrows in my marrow, And my sorrow w

   A dream If sky is my way And Rainbow is my chariot, Where Sun and Moon will be the torch of my chariot, Clouds as the feathers of my chariot, And Wind as the fuel of my chariot, Now I can flight everywhere like an omnipresent; To find out my lover, As I dont know where she is- and she doesn't know that I Love her. But I'll gift her the glowing stars- as diamonds on her crown.. VIPINS PUTHOORAN

§ Footprints § Once I searched for salvation everywhere With my blind mind and sinful heart Through the breast of this secluded land. But salvation was smiling at me from somewhere For my wickedness was myriad. Thus, I fell down in a swire of this kaleidoscopic world Between my sin and my life. Where I lost the chastity of heart and virginity of soul. And became broken and sectile. None knew my lamentation That I wished for a cherubic heart once. But the voracious mouth of sin engulfed me. Or I bowed my head before him. Everytime I wanted or tried to see an azure sky But never I saw a blue sky in the rest of my life. Hark! if you follow my footprints Which I left here in the abyss of sin. Or if you walk through it You'll reach here in a nadir like me. And we cannot open our mouth here.. We will be enchained among blood sucking vermin of a sulphurous hell, Unlike we lived our past in a world. Myriapod will crawl through your nostrils And no one will hear your growl. Myrmido

*Blessings* I gazed at a candle light in twilight, Burning under the baluster of a churchyard And its flame fluctuating in a soft breeze, It can be withered its wick in a wild wind White doves fluttering their wings and muttering The Priest preaching about salvation at the red-carpeted pulpit But ears of the chevaliers are still filled with fluid They doesn't know the heart of man is the art of God But their sculptured mind fading its purity. I think blessing from God is still flaming for us. But our heart is always searching for darkness everywhere. And if you never come closer to get the light burning for you. 'T'wil be melted and faded like the candle And you'll be live here in darkness like before   VIPINS PUTHOORAN

**At the horizontal point** Sun creeps to the horizon; Silent and slow-paced, With crimson face and pale light in eyes. He travels to a citadel of hope For open out an empire of thought The womb of desire fecundate here again To elicit us from a sullen pall of darkness. Or to rise up us with a crystal face again. But once we all have to sink Under the horizontal point of life At a crepuscular momment of time. VIPINS PUTHOORAN

* *Boadicea** A new day has come in my shell Underneath my chrysalis of life For the metamorphosis of my shadow When I listened to the rain, Of love from a heart's sunset blue. That fascinated me with a few words. "Be my love and friend"! Understand me or my love! In your heart my love reside, I hold a vow in my every heart beat, That I'll never leave you alone. Forget your frozen summer's struggles. Everytime I'll forgive you, For your perfect lies. I'll hold you till the end of time. "Be my love and friend"! Breathe the fragrance of my love now, The fragarnce of my red-rose, That dances in your autumn swing. Bite the sweet-sour apples of my garden. Taste the ripened plum of my heart. You and I are now in a land, And walking through the rain of love, Where my soul tells all, To you my sweetheart. Your soul lost in memories with you. Give me your smile now for me. My love will be a light through your heart. Feel the straightening waves, Of m

      Rubious Pearls  I saw in her a beautiful mind 'Twas like a pomegranate fruit That swinging in the hand of a wind, Over my parched heart's drought. As I was a lornsome man in this world I moved heaven and earth but nothing I could: To become her lovable gardener; Though this lonesome wanderer- Always roamed around her vale, With his face that was always pale. Lo! can I pluck the rubious pearls, Of her heart with my dried lips?   VIPINS PUTHOORAN

<<<Let The Light Be Filled! >>> Like a golden glow-worm of blue night. You wink in my dreams once in a blue moon. What I have now in my life is your golden light. That hovering around my gloomy eyes as a boon. But once I searched you in every nook and cranny. With my eyes for the one I wanted to-be as my crony. Where were you in those days without me, When my heart's mud-pot boiled over the pains, And wanted they to squeeze through my veins ? None could see my tears though they were like the sea. Let your light be filled in my eyes tonight. As I am frightened by the darkned pain's sight.   VIPINS PUTHOORAN

Forgive me ! Thou immured me in thy mirrors Of soul-admitting all the errors, All the unforgettable transgressions, And all the fiendish agressions, That I did show to thine heart. O, Teach me, Oh, beloved! With the beat of thy heart's love__ A Lesson-to learn me to do a good deed For shall I fly again like a dove. And carry thee on my wings- By a love-song in our tongues, Above the hill, the meadow and the sea, Beloved! thou art always beloved to me.   VIPINS PUTHOORAN

<<<Cactus>>> You can see a wide desert, Deep in my compassionate heart And also a lonesome cactus  You cannot touch both by your tactus. But If You, ''Come and adapt to my dro ght! '' Where you will be sought, The spiny pains of my heart! VIPINS PUTHOORAN

Voice of fear When I float under a cloud; I hear a strange voice aloud That makes me to wander around Nothing but a high pitched sound That I feel in my heart like a threat That dripping my mind with sweat To cogitate me sitting on this sand As like I'm trapped in a fairy land Where I hear the shrill in my ears Of a man who's been admist fears; Or I can hear the growl of a hound That trying to bring his mind round I think I'm lost all alone in a maze, And my mind's going around in a daze, Here I feel everything as strange As my life bound by woes beyond range Nor can I walk here in this desert or run For I'm not seeing an azure sky and a sun But much have I learned now from my choices So I can relate to all the fiendish voices, And I see a path in my eldritch screech That there's a God, to Him I can beseech And He will lead me to the shore of mirth, Eventhough I'm living down on this earth VIPINS PUTHOORAN  

Those hidden drops My eyes were gathering over the vale, Where I saw a sky is dressed in rags And it has almost lost its azure flags Those broken clouds, asudden, in a gale, Have become pensive and looked weary And their fabricated face seemed dreary They've lost their pride and vanity, When gone astray from their sanity But a strange wind tearing them asunder And that wild rumbling sound of thunder I can hear over the brow of the hill As their lamentaion, but my pale eyes fill Those hidden griefs as drops of rain To flow throu' the lashes as my pain

                            Beauideal ! I. Oh, beauideal ! unveil thine plaid, Where my heart and love I laid. Thy parts shone, lo! ''bejewelled belle'' And the tingling of thy ornated feet had my heart's bell. II. Thy lips like a cymbal rang loves' thyme__ Like a rhapsody had its perfect rhyme. Oh! ''Thou wert a queen with a pearl bespangled parsol''. And thirsted were the drops __of my drizzle of soul. III. Wandered were they the most- To glide throu' thy plums in a lust. Hastn't thou heard the music of my rain-dance? 'Ere, I wait for-the lornlover with his heart for thy glance.

When the moonlight loved a lotus Fragrance of love awaked me i n my lonely night way; When a crystal face poured light on my elated petals of heart And those precious words t hat I caressed in my slumbered lips For an iridiscent sylph of my moonlit dreams__ Illuminated like a beam of ecstacy. VIPINS PUTHOORAN

You're The One That I've Found Love In Heart And now I'm on top of a mountain, Where from I can see your face Where from I can jump without fear, Into the unknown abysms of love Where I can dance like a peacok In the flutter of my dreams, In the tune of your heart beat, Where I can hear your voice, In the lisp of this blowing wind Where I can breathe your redolence In the bloom of fragrant flowers Oh! You are a royal swan in my heart's lake Where I feel the rippling of love, By the flap of your white wings. You're the princess of my coral-island And I'll make a cedrine palace Where the leaves of pine trees__ And almond trees of my winter garden Will sing together for you........ In the soft whisper of a cool breeze. And I'll make a pavilion on a hill With the wood of willow tree Where the peahens will dance for you, In the soft song of rain drops...... Oh!  my heart is throbbing, For you've come to my vale, To caress those lon