The moon-drunk rays caress your face
Imparting a surreal aura
Creating new interpretations
Of the fleeting zones of liminality
For the slightest of moves on your part
A half smile, a twitch of your lips
A hum in your voice
Or a flutter in your heart
Generates a new connotation of beauty
Which lasts but only for a brief moment
Before coalescing seamlessly
Into your incessant procession of varying moods
It seems, as if I know you this instant
Only to unknow you in the next
The mystery of a lifetime
For me to perpetually savour and keep
Is it the moon which fabricates this magic, or is it you
I shall never fathom
Wishing for it to remain fathomless
Everlastingly, enchantingly and forever
Subir Chakraborty / 24th April 2019
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Awesome Subirda !
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Thanks Swami. I know you are a romantic at heart!
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Magic it is. Let the illusion persist. Ethereal!
I have partaken of this. Very beautifully versed.
Man u r a diehard Romantic.
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I will now look at the moon with new eyes.
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This is as much about your spirituality as it is about her beauty (can I assume it is a she you are talking about?)…the inner you is able to stand apart from the physical you that feels and record every emotion so delicately. Beautiful Subir?
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Yes of course! My muse is my wife. All my love poems dedicated to her.
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Sorry, that question mark at the end was because I was typing on a phone…it should read Beautiful Subir!
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