When it blooms, bright, bright red…
Image Courtesy: Colors and Pixels

Did you know, we are poetry in motion,
Swaying, and touching, embraced in passion
Melded into one, fused without ends
As the world rocked, plummeted and rose again!

Did you realize before, we are an art?
Marvelous, bewitching, etched in heart
Painted in a hue, unworldly, unseen and rare-
Immortalized in a canvas of time, eons apart!

Did we ever feel, that we are music?
Sounds of eternal, a composition, fantasy
In eruptions of joys, played in strings and keys-
Inexpressible, indefinable, imbued in ecstasy!

But we did know, we were love; love incarnate-
The world was colors, triumph and bliss,
The time stood still, for our stolen kiss,
Life surged through, lived, in parted lips
Then our eyes met, and the universe stopped-
We were real, we were destiny, we were the Gods.

About Guria

An Artist in Science: A Misfit 'cause I choose to be one. "Whenever you find that you are on the side of the majority, it is time to reform" And a Maverick, because, I'm... umm... brilliant?
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2 Responses to Immortals

  1. SG says:

    Beautiful. Reminds of a scene from Kamba Ramayanam (Ramayanam in Tamil written by Poet Kambar.) He describes the scene in Mithila where Rama is coming in the street. Sita was looking from the upstairs of her palace. Rama looks at Sita. Sita looks at him. (The English translation will not be that effective. But still I will translate)

    annalum nokkinanan. avalum nokkinal.

    He saw her. She saw him. The universe stopped.


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