The Invoking

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How silent your eyes are now

Like the still waters of a lake..

Big eyes.. like lotuses growing in adversity..

Embracing the turbulence called life..

Watching amusedly the tsunami in my heart

The kohl in your eyes..dark like a moonless night..

Hiding secrets from the world

Deep like the dream I would never wish to wake up from

They tell your untold stories..

Which scriptures couldn't have possibility described

Like knowing when it would rain by simply gazing at the sky..

Or feeling the air to know a storm's on the way ..

Like the first innocent rays of sunshine declaring a new day ..

The twinkle in your eyes..

Enthuses to live every single moment of life

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But I know your eyes wouldn't remain silent for long..

When your third eye awakens

They would wreak havoc..

In a bid to punish the guilty..the false-hearted

You'd also inundate the lives of admirers who revered you..

The breaking.. destruction.. mayhem..will continue..blindly..unabatedly

As nature would take it's course in order to establish your laws..

And you'd continue to be amused..

Riding on a horse..palanquin..or a boat

Watching hearts wither and break like winter leaves

Then one day when your eyes becomes silent once again..

When your anger subsides..

You'd loll out your tongue ..

Finding yourself to have treaded over flowers..

That have been offered for worship at your feet

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Clad in the attire of a queen sent to war..

With all ornaments adorning you from head to feet..

You look the most charming woman in the world despite your fiercity..

Your invisible pairs of arms ..endowed with weapons to slay demons

The deftness with which you roll out days and nights..

And maintain peace and harmony in the universe..

The charisma which tames your vehicle..

Harnesses and channelizes all the energies ..

In creating the heartbeats of the world..

Inspiring mankind to keep on struggling ..in order to live..

To keep slaying the demons within us continuously

While.. inside our homes you're a meek and mild woman..

The epithet of wealth and prosperity..

Who keeps awake the whole night

To keep the lamp burning for her family

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A wheatish brown..burnished complexion

A pair of arched eyebrows looking down on sweeping eyelashes

Delicate ears framing a button nose..

Over a pair of tight.. puffy lips

A beguiling.. mysterious smile

Your flowing.. moon-shadow black hair..

Breasts like coral tipped globes..

A decanter-shaped waist..

A shallow..small navel sculpted neatly in place

The perfect ornamentation ..to entice wild passions.. life

My pen never tires to paint the beauty of your appellations

To listen to their untold stories..the inspiration for a poet to live..

In spite of my inexperience ..I strive relentlessly to invoke you

Chanting your names unabatedly.. in my sleep..when I'm awake..

With all my devotion and submission.. my only offering to you

Like my heart which waits tirelessly to see you emerge in flesh and blood..

And caress my poems with your love..to make them immortal

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