by Jayita Bhattacharjee
I am the fountain of peace, the lake of tranquility,
I am the lips of blooming youth,
I am the wine of soul and rose of nature's bosom,
I am the glimpse of beloved through amorous eyes.
I am the elation, the sacred shrine in the heart of
An innocent child;
The chalice of my love overflows with divine grace,
I am the rose whom lover's lips have touched.
The dawn breaks with the echo of my heart song,
And whispers in the twilight; I am the beating heart inside of you,
The twinkling star in the night sky, the ardent desire in the swell of passion,
I am the tremulous lips parted in delight, an expression of love's rhapsody.
I breathe fragrance into your heart's essence, tearing away the veil
Of your sorrowful sigh, I am the flute that plays music to your ears,
I am nature's call, the echo of mountains, the wild dance of a swelling ocean.
I am the blazing fire of love arousing your soul to an eternal call;
I flow towards the beloved like a dancing stream; I am the sweetness of your soul,
Who fondles the book of caressing memories, beckoning you to be lost in my heart call.
I am the lost gem of love that your hungry soul has been searching for years;
I am the loving wreath of moments of happiness,
Your name, engraved on my heart shines as a rarest treasure;
That sparkles and illuminates my desolate soul.
From thee I arise, and to Thee, I surrender;
You are the gushing spring of my ecstasy,
As the wine of my life rests in the chalice of your heart,
Your lips press it to mine, sipping a sap of it,
I die to rebirth in that soul wine.
Beyond all language, beyond all words, wherein lies the land
Of enchanting silence; a paradise where lovers yearn to dissolve,
And clasp the timeless love to their bare bosom.
Last updated January 27, 2024