Congratulations, August Daisy!
We are extremely excited to announce you as the winner in last month's poetry Contest with your poem, NIGHT DRIVE!
Your achievement is well-deserved, and we thank you so much for your participation in this contest.
Thank you to everyone who participated in this contest and please don't miss out on our latest monthly poetry contest for your chance to be recognized and win a cash reward!
4/15/2022
Read the winning poem below!
"NIGHT DRIVE"
I own—this night on
Swirling engine,
I will reborn on your parting lips, and
Could die by diving into your forgotten well.
A tale as old as love—reciting;
October’s windy night,
Is still crimsoning my ivory bones.
Mistaken constellation: carboned carefully curious case,
This unseen, illogical house of fire residing on water.
To begin—street was drunk and pink,
Those twin whisperers brewed raw platonic.
Past midnight—Cinderella, forgot her slippers behind,
White was Prince’s horse; wheels drove her close.
It is a first confession—hold your impression,
I grew over lens while your foot on fence.
That holy fool stirred steering aside, now she
Was amused when he plucked rose ruse.
A deep penetration into that slumber silence,
For He must be busy finding right sentence—then,
Mighty sharp tongue ploughed her sober heart’s sensation.
How His soft, yet strong hands fitted into hers;
I knew,
I knew all along, they were universally entwined.
Breathings were heavy, eyes fixed, street lamp and that ghost moon
Might not want to miss that Aphrodite’s forbidden fruit.
Oh, my muse! She clutched his left arm,
My love, he said, let me dip scarf’s corner into honey-dew
To ease this innocent bruise.
Her face rested on his ear-mole until he took the road not taken,
Their hearts were miles apart but dreamland world never fell hard.
This fragment of fragrant forever night,
Prince, dropped back Cinderella to house.
Back—looking through glass, her thoughts,
Alas! Night drive in that carriage and how did she
Found this distant mirage?
नाईट ड्राइव
मैं जंगल हूँ और,
शहर सी होती जा रही हूँ।
इस दिल्ली की सलेटी हवा में,
वह नारंगी सूरज सा आता है,
तो मेरा गुलाबी आस्मां उसकी,
मद्धम आँखों में सिमट जाता है।
वह लहरों पर सवार आया शीतल चंद्रमा के रथ पर,
रात की बारात तारों के संग तो नहीं--
मुझे ले जाने और, दूरी से दोस्ती करवाने।
उसके चेहरे से कुछ गीत टपक रहे थे,
मेरी आँखों ने सरगम सजो कर रखली,
जब भरने लगी सोहनी की मटकी दोनों
तो, महिवाल ने हाँथों से सांसें थाम ली।
वो रात की चादर पर कुछ दूर तक जाना,
होकर सवार दोनों ने एक और मंज़िल तय कर ली।
वापस आकर भी, दिल घडी की सुइयों सा हो गया है,
वहीं उसी वक़्त पर रुका है;
बूँद-बूँद कर साँसों में घुल रहा है।
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