The precious mined
Scraped from the raven rocks
The gravel gets chiselled fine
Softly and deeply once it is mined
By the thoughts that erupt in mind
Till the glitter bejewels the night
She often adorns my black pillow
With the twinkle in her pent up sky
And leaves behind her dew on twigs
Sometimes within her cloudy veil
She hides her jewels and smiles
And still steals my stifled breath
With the foam of her mad waves
That gush deep within her throb
But she remains serene of visage
When the masks become a face
How do we check the countenance
For every mood is the real deep her
While she keeps everyone at bay
Even when you dived deep within
Drenched into her marine world
Her bed that lies full of glitter
Of precious jewels of every kind
Her waves glitter on the face too
And I lie on the shore to touch
The sand she leaves perpetually behind.
Delhi
00.25 hrs
1864
21.6.20
Scraped from the raven rocks
The gravel gets chiselled fine
Softly and deeply once it is mined
By the thoughts that erupt in mind
Till the glitter bejewels the night
She often adorns my black pillow
With the twinkle in her pent up sky
And leaves behind her dew on twigs
Sometimes within her cloudy veil
She hides her jewels and smiles
And still steals my stifled breath
With the foam of her mad waves
That gush deep within her throb
But she remains serene of visage
When the masks become a face
How do we check the countenance
For every mood is the real deep her
While she keeps everyone at bay
Even when you dived deep within
Drenched into her marine world
Her bed that lies full of glitter
Of precious jewels of every kind
Her waves glitter on the face too
And I lie on the shore to touch
The sand she leaves perpetually behind.
Delhi
00.25 hrs
1864
21.6.20
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