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
- Inscription for an Alter of Independence by Robert Burns
- Freedom poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Where Are You
- Sonnet LV by William Shakespeare
- A Last Confession by William Butler Yeats
- Олег Бундур – Праздник встречи
- Never Try To Trick Me With A Kiss by Sylvia Plath
- From Afar by Rabindranath Tagore
- Locksley Hall poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Last Department by Rudyard Kipling
- The Invisible by Rixa White
- Let us pull, pull the boat by Raj Arumugam
- Robert Burns: The Dean Of Faculty: A New Ballad
- On The Cliffs Newport
- The Happy Warrior by William Wordsworth
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