Driving beyond the tunnels of love

 Drenched in the showers of love to create a map of mindless oneness,

 I see an ocean of calmness brimming with wisdom.

Shyness shipwrecks our chaos of selfishness and annihilates the blues of frustration.

Missing blinks fly away.

Shrinking shades of life dry up to drive beyond the tunnels of love.

She was a blissful shadow of what she wants to be in love and life.

Her mystic nature faints to be lightless miniature sculpt in the webs of light.

Sudden deviations drive us all out of our focus in a tipsy digital highway.

I drive myself all along the road unto the blissful communion with Buddha.

Chanting Buddha all along and stepping ahead of my failures,

 I lead my life in a sedate solitude.

Seclusion of a Messiah is all the more necessary if you are browned off with wayward wisdom of mundane life.

 (©Copyright:Mangalaprathaban Muralidharan, April30,2022)

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The Ellora Caves

The Ellora Caves shine in the radiance of the Buddha's meditation.

Syncopated notes of nostalgia mimic my love for music.

Frozen dreams of love lie in nothingness.

Crayons of the past never colour the realities of the present.

I am a nomad of nothingness spilling the blues of monotonous life.

Waves of wisdom fly fast ahead of all those lost in materiality.

Seers of Gaya sidestep the doors of the consumerism in chaos.

Glimpses of hope are born with wonders.

(Copyright:Mangalaprathaban,M April05,2022)

Drinking the lees of life!

 I am absolutely drunk with passion of love and life.

Life is  a rainbow sparkling with intuitive excellence.

Creation spies on the created realities lost in nothingness.

Wardrobes are of no use, as one can never stifle the voice of the voiceless.

Echoes of eternity call me up for a change.

Mirrors of mystery cry aloud;

I am a mirror for my friends and mystic for others at home.

Something is unknown with everyone.

Challenges are burst with balloons of celebration.

Ducks and cocks are cuckolding sometimes without much of a hullabaloo.

Sniggers sink in my heartless mind.

I am a boundless ocean of poetry flowing everywhere,

whisking all that I have in whispers.

Love needs luck to click the flicks.

I am a Socrates bullied by Lemurian Wisdom.

(Copyright:Mangalparathaban Muralidharan, April01,2022)