Enslaven Dreams

Into The Poem:
I'm back with my new poem titled "Enslaven Dreams", a VALENTINE's DAY special. Its just a simple analogy of passionate and deep expression of romance. Genuinely, its my perfect dedication meant for the one. Romance is what its all about. A portrait of the poet's imagination of love. If worth appealing, Don't forget to leave a comment.

Poem:
The thrift of pain and the lethal stain,

The lone of heart have escaped the vent,

For the lambent stars down the roasted night,

Infer the blaze of my beloveds eyes.

And the genial breeze insights a feel and reminds your touch.

For those mildest hugs cleanse my core off its settled dust.

I Remember that walk about the empty road,

And twiddle of thumbs while embracing our arms.

Our euphonic whispers memoired the mute verses of love.

And novelty of which strikes a beat alike a craven dusk.

I remember the kiss on your flaccid cheek.

For it was a momentus gift to my frozen lips.

For some moment were plagued with loathsome lone,

But the winds have changed, the dark clouds have gone.

The seventh heaven seems down, to the feet of our love.

Imprinting our steps over the beach of life, is all that's left.

The feathers shall fly, all daggers drawn shall meet the sun.

The world will envy the twine paired rose, petals of which shadow you and I !

The mole of dreams have met their fate,

The morn of the blurred future has thus arrived.

For now I sense your lips moistening  mine,

And the coze of your arms, amidst this alluring time.

The warmth of your crust ignites a humble shake,

And the aural eyes enslave the soul and wrench it tight.

The night has unraveled the missing blend,

For the courtyards that wait us with fragrant jasmine twigs.

Leash me to your beats, for a moment I feel you.

Cage me, somewhere deep in your arms,

For I’ve no where to go, With no cynic stream to flow.

Your love is my blood, Your love is all I know.
                                                                                                        
                                                                                                       -Rukshan Ur Rahman

"NEMESIS"

                                                                                                   NEMESIS

Into the poem: The name of the poem ‘NEMESIS’ meaning destiny is about a lovers destiny in love. The poem is a kind of a pallinode on hope. The whole scene of the poem is presented in a beach during sunset. It speaks of a lover’s sanity towards love.


Plot: The poem speaks about a deserted lover who losses her beloved. The poem starts with the eyes of the girl, whom the guy chases down a lonely beach. Suddenly the girl’s leg hit a stone and her anklet breaks off. The girl keeps running and the guy runs to pick the anklet which he once presented her as gift. After picking up the anklet, the guy looks for her beloved but he doesn’t find her. It seems as if she’s lost. The guy cries for her, but all his shouts go in vain as he isn’t able to trace her. Broken with his heart, The guy sits on a rock and waits for the day until she returns

Poem:


Down she went looking but my eyes,
Crushing the pebbles, towards the drowning sun ran her bare feet,
It were the eyes that shifted the curse of my lone,
For the blackened bulb glistened the kiss of love,
The showers that sprinkle, The roses that mingle,
Nothing seemed mystique but her eyes.




Splashing the wave’s orange water,running went she.
Chasing her footprints did run my heart,
She’s the one for whom it beats,
She is the beauty of my nimble nemesis, My life is she.
My hoofs paused for a moment and eclipsed the queer,
As her legs staggered against the stone unseen, which tore her anklet round.




She didn’t halt her wavering legs, but running kept she,
Dwindling went her grey shadow over the blistering silt,
For I crawled my eyes to chase but a memoir of love,
Here and there and everywhere did trench my eyes,
And alas did spot the gift, sneaking about a gloomy crag.
Tempted to apprise her charm, zipped my heart and picked it up.




For the moment I smiled and looked for her,
But she was gone, Lost in the allusion of a deserted flight,
I cried, I screamed, I squalled out loud,
But nothing of her being was traced nor found.
She infringed my feelings and poisoned my love,
She Shattered my beats with the curse of lone.

My eyes wont scorn for her brazen deed,
Nor would it efface the look of her alluring feet,
I wont refute her love for delusion’s distaste,
And bitter the memories which were once sweet,
But would wait over this stone, Until the day she returns,
And fight my Patience till the remainent conceals.

                                                                                                                   - Rukshan Ur Rahman