TRUE LOVERS FOR REUNION

The breeze, cajoled by your vital vibrance,

Fills my heart with the spell of your fragrance,

The sound of your scream in vicinity

In search of joining me for gaiety,

True lovers to reunite.

Despite protests, our union by chance

As the fruit of love in exuberance.

Now we are doves in storm’s captivity,

O Love, none disrupts our love-unity,

True lovers to reunite.

So furious was the storm, raged perchance,

From me, blew you away at a distance,

The breeze is for our connectivity,

Evades time and space for eternity,

True lovers to reunite.

We, love birds invincible in brilliance,

One for the other, sole in performance.

We, petals and honey, flower’s beauty,

The lesson, the soul of love’s verity,

True lovers to reunite.

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METVERSE MUSE

Nos. 73 & 74 Double Issue - September 2022

LIGHTNINGS AND MUSINGS

Whether musings are like lightnings

Or lightnings are like musings

They rise in mental and azure horizons

A surprise to surmise in comparisons.

They appear a little while to disappear

Shine bright as an invincible power.

They are the wonder of wonders

So majestic they are to be splendors.

Musings on the blue screen of the mind

Like magic sans logic in a second to find

Like the spark full of light in its kingdom

To reflect in their unrivalled wisdom.

To shatter the darkness of ignorance

Like lightings amid dark clouds with radiance

Brilliant they are in mind for a little span

To flow in ink in the poet’s majestic plan.

Musings are the song of a lark indefinable

Like tides to leave on the shore an imprint indelible

They arefor the celebration of poetry to amuse

For the most fanciful adoration to Muse.

Musings, so short-lived in mental welkin

As lightnings in the azure with their stay akin

With the cherished goal in full might

To shatter the dark for the aimed Light.

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METVERSE MUSE

Nos. 73 & 74 Double Issue - September 2022

WEDDING ALBUM

A few decades fled in time’s race,

Welcoming changes remarkable,

The same measures show the place,

The pace of time is unchangeable.

The album of wedding, once so new

So attractive and so fine to shine

With covers stained and torn in view

Now is outdated in its design.

The twinkles shone in the groom’s face,

Carves with wrinkles in time reign.

A lot altered in style and grace

Muscles, robust youth on the decline.

The bride with all charms in full glow

With her lovely hair long and black

Turns too small to be a mock show

She wants to turn robust by going back.

The smiles on lips to shine in the rose,

Wrought with the scratches of time,

Beauty, glory, and valor in virile pose

Sure to sing in the blurring chime.

All in reflection, the sense of tradition

Turns outdated in the age of modernity

The past in the fullest exhibition

Fails to retain its spirit and attain eternity.

Published

METVERSE MUSE

Nos. 73 & 74 Double Issue - September 2022