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ACROSS A BEAUTY

Posted by tridibkalita on July 12, 2009 at 4:28 PM

ACROSS A BEAUTY

Whenever you come across a beauty,

Think her not to be yours;

You can’t enjoy her alone ---

The striking beauty that makes you dumb

The beauty that attracts glimpses of millions…

Not can you wall her away,

Not can you castle her in,

You can’t even prevent their applause,

Bees have never been stopped ---

They will come humming,

They will go humming,

Sucking the beauty

Kissing her love …

You are a statue,

Statue with living eyes .

Just watch, don’t move.

Don’t make the pedestal crack,

You won’t be able to stand.

Don’t let your statue fall ……

Even though others suck her honey away !!!

Every moment of pass

Building up the sensitivity,

Every breeze of drizzle touch

Keeping up the desire….

Can it be blocked?

Never, never,

Never the flow of the river

have gone under your control.

River doesn’t know the depth of her.

Don’t build embankments,

Don’t make dams,

It will raise flood,

Don’t make life beside disaster.

Night comes, screeching darkness,

Nothing in view,

Can’t even eye your own hand,

How can you dare to

Have eagle’s eye on her?

How can you try to

catch her swift flying thoughts?

Thoughts go, thoughts come,

She knows the fellow,

Only she,

She knows his lightning eyes,

She knows his deep sensual touch.

It will pass you,

Get her striking you.

Still you can’t stop it,

What will you do?

You can only go ---

stand near her

But can’t stand by her…..

No use, no use,

You can't marry her,

You can’t get her for own.

Never,

Never can you get her soul.

                                               Without wax ……

                                                                     TRIDIB

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4:20 PM on October 31, 2009 
its something screeching .......its the sand that pours frm our handties without having any force to resist the pouring sand........ something oblivious... i cant say clearly ...... u cant say...the poet cant say either..... only the creation can cast her spell and spread her famininity....u f....owner of the poem cant say ...u can only indicate her hints ......
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4:25 PM on October 31, 2009 
magnifying the magnificient .... truth is truth ....i wanna preserve u as a poet who understands the metaphysics of physics....

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