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A TUNE TO MAYA

I have lost all alphabets..
Between the gushing ecstasy..
And the nectar goblet.
My heart quivered,
Like a saint warding off lust,
Through a burning body crept.
The dancing of Maya:
The twin of global combustion..
In a flaring lustre.
Such is Maya ..
Fleeting dreams in a Siamese outlet.
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Such is Maya ..
The flourishing hopes in Ramas quotations,
Of a wordy rivulet.
The Thai smiling gesture,
AT a breeding seasonal nest.
The baby of a jungle and tropical rains ,
The secret of Buddha ..
The soul emancipating in a bleeding trumpet ,
The power of the yoga ,with crowns of free beauty ,
• On a vast ranch domain!
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The tune echoed to the rhythm of Maya:
The guitar sighed and the drums shivered in the cell.
The light flashed with lust on the face of a mirror,
Boosting up freshness in tales it tells.
The jerk of Maya!
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The tune pondered to assimilate ..
to rotate..
about Maya,
then to stimulate..
The evening stipulated..
Its pounding confusion.
The fleece of Maya!
Embraced the night in a yearning diffusion.
The face of Maya !
Exhausted the yard in a fretful explosion.
The bosom of Maya !
Brim filled the night with a crazy expansion.
The waist of Maya !
An intoxicated step with heated emotion.
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That’s Maya !
The final episode of Asian historical apparition,
The mystery of the taboo in a dream .
A feministic beckoning intuition.
She is fever dancing ..
She is a rhyming finale ..
Of a mad song in a rally!