SOMETHING I LOOK AT-45

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-45
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Slumber in Escorted Zeal.

Unlike the sizzling sedation
Touch my heart with all your love
In the gesture of crowned insemination
Fill my love cup, countless ...
Share my love through  your angelic gesture,
Once more, touch me
my every cell and moral fibre.

I wish more
Beyond any differences
Let the spurning sky downpour
To erase the untold sultriness for ever,
To billow the dreams together
With a new brand handy offer,
To leave, to forget the past's torn letter.

Take my hand, my love
Let yesterday's shadows fade away
And let lead the hearty songs of the moon to enfold.
Through the igniting twilight stars boon,
In the gladdening moments of the golden evening
Let the cloud clear sky promise new Dawn's

Could you perceive,
What is life and love to live?
Torn desires, slumped sluttish sultriness
Or to lose in internment?
Or the hearts to hear and to mutually convenient and to respect?
I will show u that
I really care " true love is never hard to find "
But dreams of the soul to heavenly connect.

Touch my life, o my dear !!!
And I will touch yours
A little more
And we both can find heaven on earth
somewhere along the way......
Let us miss delving into the spurning spectacle,
In the very rain-drenched soil, heavenly wet;
Let our life colour in every alluring moment
Once more we will sail on escorted love -rivulet.

©®Smrutiranjan Mohanty