I love to loiter

BY BRIJKAUL

MY  IST PRIZE WINNING

SIWO INTERNATIONAL

POETRY CONTEST (FEB20 /2019) POEM .

 

I love to loiter and lounge

around

the emerald mountains and

prance

the long beautiful pastures

in bleary trance.

Loving the ephemeral moments

to my fill

I love to loiter and lounge

around

the dense bushes

unknown unbound

the stillness broken occasionally

,by the cacophony of

the birds animals

shrill of a strong wind.

I love to mingle in the crowds

of the hustling bustling

bazaars.

throbbing with cries of

Vendors men and women

displaying

myriad wares on the

pavements

of the huge macadamized

roads.

Haggling for the prices

With

The women vendors for a good meal of

fishes

my pleasant pastime

enjoying

their fury and frown

Smile and serenity

these amazing selling skills

enthrall me the most.

I love to loiter and lounge

around

the delightful Dal

lake

pedalling on the rippling waters

in a colourful shikara

sipping ‘Kahwa’

looking at the mesmerizing

marvels

of scintillating beauty of the

Nature .

 

 

 

 

 

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GULGULAH GULGULEH GULGULAH

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GULGULAH  GULGULAH

Do not ask me where when

how

Lately again I have fallen in

Love

again and again

my

Gulgulah Gulguleh Gulgulah

The cupid has struck the arrow

With

Sensuous pleasure to

Love

again and again

my

Gulgulah, Gulguleh Gulgulah

your

hazel doe roving eyes

wide penetrating like an ocean

over flowing with glint of

emotion

Walking  with elegant angel

grace

so smiling sweet

face

Carrying in dreamy golden

Languor

Swimming floating across the

rivulets

On to the breezy pastures

Whispering

 love song in undertones.

water

dripping over wavy Contours

and

red cherry cheeks

The sun beams sparkle dark wet

hair

Cascading over lovesome

 shoulders and back bare

 Scantily attired slumping on\

                                                                             to

  my lap and listlessly dozes off

to

  serene deep slumber.

 Do not ask me where when

How

Lately again I have fallen in

Love

again and again

my

Gulgulah Gulguleh Gulgulah

I love to loiter

I love to loiter and lounge

around

the emerald mountains and

prance

the long beautiful pastures

in bleary trance.

Loving the ephemeral moments

to my fill

I love to loiter and lounge

around

the dense bushes

unknown unbound

the stillness broken occasionally

,by

the cacophony of the

 animals

and

 the shrill of a strong wind.

I love to mingle in the crowds

of the hustling bustling

bazaars.

throbbing with cries of

Vendors men and women

displaying

myriad wares on the

pavements

of the huge macadamized

roads.

Haggling over the prices

With

The women vendors for a good meal of

fishes

my pleasant pastime

enjoying

their fury and frown

Smiles and serenity

 Amazing selling skills of

theirs

enthral me the most.

I love to loiter and lounge

around

the delightful Dal

lake

pedalling on the rippling waters

in a colourful shikara

sipping ‘Kahwa’

looking at the bewitching

marvels

of scintillating beauty of the

Surroundings..

THE CITY OF THE SUN.

Srinagar

 Dal  lake  in  Morning Sun rays      THE CITY OF THE SUN                                                    

 I love my city immensely

The city of the Sun.

Swathed

In the morning Sunshine

Crimson cool but sublime

Sprakling the snow capped cliffs

of the faraway mountains

The river

Refracts the sunrays falling

on to the shimmering placid

waters.

The quietness is broken by the leap splash

Of the roaming frisking birds

A growling leopard

The village folks singing songs

While

rowing rickety boats

With their daily wares.

To sell..

I love my city so adorable

The city of the Sun.

adorned by the Natural beauty

Of

Turquoise waterfalls ,lakes with

Green pastures carpeted

all over with glorious

Fruit, flora and fauna

I love my city so immensely

The city of the Sun

Waking up

To the agog of its early risers

Leaping up on to their regular

chores.

Peddling off their bike

 listening

to the Tongas’ honking horns

Cars fleeting with a screech

And the scores of peddlers humming

Melodies of  the taste

getting

melted into the city crowds.

for the love of their

Lovables

I love my city immensely

The city of the Sun.

TRUE LOVE


You may buy everything

from pin to car

but

alas cannot buy anywhere.

True Love

not a commodity

to

Share or tear

unavailable even on auction

at the highest

bid.

Not a princess or gorgeous beauty

for sale on a price

either.

 True Love

is

call of one soul

to

another soul

from

the inner recesses of unknown

infinity..

True Love

is

lovely and

is

lovely.

Struck by the Cupid

Rousing flames of irrepressible

Desire

Intoxicating body and mind

into the sweetness of

Madeira

Tossing up the lovers’ hearts

into

the fantasies of romance

and charm

True Love

   is

lovely and

  is

      Lovely .

THE MAGICAL SMILE

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THE MAGICAL  SMILE

 

The magical smile on her face

Sets my nerves and heart to race

With

passion and love

The furtive seductive glances

entices me to corny dances

                                                                           with

passion and love.

Her bewitching smile

Lunges me to her charms

holding the lithe lissom

Contours of the surging body

In my arms

my sensuous lips intoxicated

with

passion and love.

lap up enormous nudity

Of

The enchanting beauty.

Her sweet Smile

Lures and entices me to ensnare

with

passion and love.

for a blissful pleasure.

The gorgeous smile

With giggles and coquettish moves

finds

me clung to be wrapped

up

around only her