In Samarkand :
I dream of your eyes picking
up the moon beams
from decrepit Chinar branches
in Kashmir. I dream of your night.
I dream of your sky rattling against tinkle of your anklets.
The hues your blush wears
when I paint your nails
the motley colors of love.
I dream of those long walks in rain ,
the songs of strange silence looming in our horizons like blue bells.
I dream you, unknowingly, singing to lilacs :
” My eyes, my eyes? ”
I dream you , in the meadows of absence, complaining to daffodils :
” My eyes, my eyes? ”
My dreams figure you in my incomplete poems
What would your eyes look like?
They are bees. I can not resist their sting.
Copyright ©: Omair Bhat
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Валерий Брюсов – Из-за облака скользящий
- Mum and children in the street by Raj Arumugam
- Of Clementina by Walter Savage Landor
- Николай Карамзин – Эпиграмма (Я знаю, для чего Крадон)
- On a Fan of the Author’s Design poem – Alexander Pope
- Ольга Берггольц – Второй разговор с соседкой
- It’s Dark in Here by Shel Silverstein
- Doggerel by a Senior Citizen by W H Auden
- Alfred’s Song poem – Alfred Austin
- Николай Некрасов – Деревенские новости
- Confession (to Alina Osipova, 1826) poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Владимир Высоцкий – Песня о погибшем лётчике
- Sonnet 122: Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain by William Shakespeare
- Омар Хайям – Думал я, что верны обещанья твои
- Владимир Маяковский – Ни знахарство, ни благодать бога в болезни не подмога
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
