THE SUMMER NIGHT

the summer night...

the kingdom of lanterns,
tiny shot of flame,
hard to diffrentiate..
playing with d friendly winds...
carrying aroma of white lily.
with belly in dust,hidden,
in utter childishness..
which never flourished,
long enough, to seek back again.


the tides kissed the frozen lips
of white moon,fell back.

(perhaps..unquenched thirst
tastes better, than stained dreams.
or maybe, they got used to it.)

the horizon mated d virgin earth,
with cold drizzle..in silent heat..
of the summer night.



Poetry by vijay shanker
Read 561 times
Written on 2008-01-26 at 17:22

dott Save as a bookmark (requires login)
dott Write a comment (requires login)
dott Send as email (requires login)
dott Print text


normalil
It seems so long since we had any Summer here...your words brought back the magic of Summer nights and the pondering on the evening horizon. Well done.
2008-01-26