Monday, February 13, 2012

Shiva & the Ganges!

Get the hell out of me; Get the hell out of me!

Graciously, smoothly; get the hell out of me!

Hair locks were enough, for volume & ferocity;

Treading rocks and sand; get the hell out of me!

Eternal promise of this dance that you will be above me;

Flow and quench thirst; get the hell out of me!

Man is my name; I will tie you ever;

Descent to clean the sins; get the hell out of me!

You will arrive to meet me at the ocean

Dare you again not to save; Get the hell out of me!

Baby

Life starts here,
Sky ends here,
Air comes here,
When I conceive, Breath stands still! 
 
Belongs to me,
Avenges on me,
Womb pinching me,
When I give birth, Death stands still! 
 
Toy that was lost,
Joy that was enjoyed,
Poem that was lost,
When I lift, Fame stands still! 
 
PS: Breath (Love); Death (Labour); Fame (Mother)