Beloved laughter
Beloved,
your laughter
is clear spring water.
When I hear it,
my love,
I drink up,
hoping to get drunk.
Keep laughing
And your blushes
continue to bloom.
May dusk
and dawn
meet where your hair
waltz across your nape.
Your intoxicating laughter.
dressed in yellow sunshine,
sways the flowers
into submission.
Lying on the lawn
like fallen leaves,
you have the seven shades of spring,
all rolled up within a part of you.
The rain,
the clouds,
they are all born from you.
Come wander
sometime with me
through the blue sky.
And if we meet a cloud,
together,
we will rain back
on earth.
Your anklets tinkle:
and somewhere night falls,
glittering;
somewhere the evening blooms.
Can i take refuge
in your tresses this night?
Some thought
meanders through your eyes,
and the world
sees it in your smile.
In exchange those,
take this earth
and take my sky.
If snow ever fell
in this city.
Wrapped
and enclosed
everything,
and your laughter rang out,
the breeze would bring forth wisps
of warm, bright smoke,
like dreams,
like words,
like poetry,
like me and you.
8 June 2005
(experimenting again, please comment)
your laughter
is clear spring water.
When I hear it,
my love,
I drink up,
hoping to get drunk.
Keep laughing
And your blushes
continue to bloom.
May dusk
and dawn
meet where your hair
waltz across your nape.
Your intoxicating laughter.
dressed in yellow sunshine,
sways the flowers
into submission.
Lying on the lawn
like fallen leaves,
you have the seven shades of spring,
all rolled up within a part of you.
The rain,
the clouds,
they are all born from you.
Come wander
sometime with me
through the blue sky.
And if we meet a cloud,
together,
we will rain back
on earth.
Your anklets tinkle:
and somewhere night falls,
glittering;
somewhere the evening blooms.
Can i take refuge
in your tresses this night?
Some thought
meanders through your eyes,
and the world
sees it in your smile.
In exchange those,
take this earth
and take my sky.
If snow ever fell
in this city.
Wrapped
and enclosed
everything,
and your laughter rang out,
the breeze would bring forth wisps
of warm, bright smoke,
like dreams,
like words,
like poetry,
like me and you.
8 June 2005
(experimenting again, please comment)
Labels: poetry
Selected by Anonymous |
09:06 |
7 Comments:
And if we meet a cloud,
together,
we will rain back
on earth.
These lines are impressive by their newness.
Your poem made me smile and see and dream, all at once :)
Deserves an acknowledgement to Gulzar, don't you think?
Sunil,could we see something more original. And not just 4 lines in the whole poem please....
Hi, its beautiful reminds me of Rumi.
You should mention Gulzar at the end to protect the credibility of the Caferati site.
Sunil, the post was certainly not intended to piss you off, as it seems to have. But since you ask, most of your poem is a translation of an original work, hence the insistence on mentioning the source.
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