The clowning clouds
The clouds went on with their rituals
without a tint of aesthetics
The jungles of the dark triggered
an invisible fear
The deserted railway station
sans neither passengers nor trains
turned into just a track connecting
unknown cities
The moon bored of complaints
was cooed by the heard of clouds
with the metaphoric
consolations
He let out himself for the deaf passions
which even inexpensive love can dispense
He immersed himself in the melody
of primitive ages through the imaginary
wedding mark he drew on her
forehead
He listened to the chants of divine lust
by pinching and pasting
sandal on her lower belly
amid bits of grief strewn
by the darkness
The clowning clouds hauled
the moon into infinite p
leasures
they led him into offensive and
defensive wars
as if in a black magic spell
The clouds at times recited and
performed some mystic verses from
ancient epics
And removed the veil from the
face of the moon with ritualistic
chants and lights
He became ecstatic by the mystic
ballet in the skies
He tried to kiss out with his lips
the evasive half an inch
hair perched
on her left chin
He drew a calf on her neckline
with his nose
and scribbled the fifty one alphabets
on her tongue with his
masculinity
Then he turned pale searching
in vain for butterflies
of sexual bliss
He didn’t know when
the clouds came to
veil the moon
Shedding the attires
of parting
he wandered
in the orphaned
solitude
of the
night
The clouds went on with their rituals
without a tint of aesthetics
The jungles of the dark triggered
an invisible fear
The deserted railway station
sans neither passengers nor trains
turned into just a track connecting
unknown cities
The moon bored of complaints
was cooed by the heard of clouds
with the metaphoric
consolations
He let out himself for the deaf passions
which even inexpensive love can dispense
He immersed himself in the melody
of primitive ages through the imaginary
wedding mark he drew on her
forehead
He listened to the chants of divine lust
by pinching and pasting
sandal on her lower belly
amid bits of grief strewn
by the darkness
The clowning clouds hauled
the moon into infinite p
leasuresthey led him into offensive and
defensive wars
as if in a black magic spell
The clouds at times recited and
performed some mystic verses from
ancient epics
And removed the veil from the
face of the moon with ritualistic
chants and lights
He became ecstatic by the mystic
ballet in the skies
He tried to kiss out with his lips
the evasive half an inch
hair perched
on her left chin
He drew a calf on her neckline
with his nose
and scribbled the fifty one alphabets
on her tongue with his
masculinity
Then he turned pale searching
in vain for butterflies
of sexual bliss
He didn’t know when
the clouds came to
veil the moon
Shedding the attires
of parting
he wandered
in the orphaned
solitude
of the
night
trans:saj mathews
