A garland of skulls
A horror to the ignorant
An echo that death is the only truth
How do I find love in this gory picture
In the darkness of the night
She roams in a blue hue
Her anklets breath sweet music
The shaky skulls roar the rhythm of the damaru
Her cackling laughter
Spelling out my doom
I give up my last breath in love
I am hers to consume
She holds my soul
Protects it from all evil
Guides me through the darkness of death
To the land of immortals
I leave behind my head
On the bed of smokey ashes
In a picture on your wall
In a memory forgotten
A skull cap with sacred letters
A capsule of the primordial seed sound
A garland she proudly wears
To teach you bliss unknown
If one understands the devi/devatha tathvam(not philosophy but quality), then the journey will be fruitful!.
ReplyDeleteTruthful, blissful and beautiful, dear Kavitha: satyam shivam sundaram! Really splendid!
ReplyDeletehi ,
ReplyDeletei have received some divine message from the divine source, i need your help, here is my Email id:
geosen@gmail.com
Enjoyed the poem. Touching. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteLoved the poem. Touching.
ReplyDelete