YOUR WARM SMILE

a poem by Satheesan Rangorath, India - poetry writer, author, poet


Last a-eon when visited this land,
You had left a sweet piece of your smile.
We were living in that lone brilliance
Cursing the day, we bade you goodbye.

In the deluge of swift darkness;
Swayed in the waves we swam helpless.
Many years have passed through your nostrils,
breathing entire universe in and out.

Floating on a leaf of marvel thoughts,
you were suckling your toe in excitement.
In the rising tidal waves you had anchored,
visualizing yet another magnificent magic show.

Every moment you had been celebrating,
Making your life a message for all.
Donning a cloak in different styles,
were you not enacting different roles?

A man with eyes of shrewdness,
you kept a tranquil trail where ever you go.
as a great master and teacher, taught us four tricks.
retreating into your yogic trance, witnessing.

You exterminated your enemies in a short span.
Then became a king, a well wisher, a friend,
a savior, a chieftain, a great diplomat, a thief,
a peace maker, a husband, a philosopher, and what not?

We wonder how many lives had you lived in one life?
Then discarding every possession in flash of a smile
sending your favorite devotee to Himalayas.
You entered into meditation; your pastime.

One day when you decided to call it a day.
Were you not waiting as bait for the hunter?
Shaking your slightly raised up pink feet ,
vulnerable as a sparrow to an arrow .

The scene of drama was written earlier.
You were smiling through it mischievously
Concluding your mission abruptly
You made your plans for departure in style.

With you on board the golden chariot left,
Casting us in the infinite shadow of anguish
We could never recover from our sorrow,
as your warm smile faded behind time.

The island you were ruling submerged-
In the heart of your magnanimity.
Subjects ran hither thither in frustration.
realizing our helplessness as we resigned.

One day when tidal waves arrived,
We found you crouching on the shore.
Helping a crab to move further into wet sands,
sharing his woes of existence as your pain.

Time floated you safely ashore again
softly depositing you in the hands nature.
You had planned your abode.
Placing your unblemished image ashore

The windy planes of the valley stopped breath
flowed into your bosom through your breath.
Your idol was consecrated by the sages,
vesting you on the pedestal of devotion.

Many of your divine children arrived’
Through the channels of your flute.
They had raised from the battle fields,
where you had given your wishful thoughts.

Your bluish green image manifested
All through the sky of infinite vastness
You were dressed in silky smooth thoughts
In shades of yellow and green

Retaining all your untainted adornments,
We decorated you in elegance of imagine.
exactly as we had seen you everywhere,
guiding us through various battle fields.

You always had touched our hearts with
Soft streaks of peacock feather,
Shading our eyes with mist of myths,
Skimming and Stealing butter from our heart.
pushing us into the ecstasy of your love.

Many of your disciples arrived in search of you.
Silently chatting with you in obeisance
You were remembered in thousand names,
re-incarnating your graceful qualities in our thoughts.

Many born here as your children,
From the purity of love filled devotion.
They played in your courtyard along with you
Riminiscenting those plays on the banks of Yamuna.

With an unfading smile you created a faith
A strong sense of belonging to every one
That inspiration created grand poetic wonders
In simple words of aesthetic verses.

Many stories of love and devotions enacted
Centering round your mischievous smile
Every dramatic scene you had created were a lesson
You had taught us as a master of creativity.

You created poets out of the junks of human nature
Vicious lust filled lives were re written in sweet verses
Senses of mysticism created in scholarly epics
Wise men had their intellect sharpened

To have them heard in their expressive words
You made fine tunes out of them as your flute
Many vices filled souls were emptied and filled-
With pure devotion and love for your escort

One of them created a garland of mystic pearls,
Another wrote a master piece of verses as a cure,
Every word he wrote had your smile engraved,
waking him up from the graves of his fallacy.

You never came into my dream with a message.
However, I know, you are waking me up always.
Into the truth of your eternal silent smile,
I wish if I could wake you up in the petals of my heart.

Let me dance in intoxication as dew drops dance,
In the petals of your heart of all hearts,
I fall unto thy feet in obeisance, crying in prayers
For possessing you in my heart, not letting you go anywhere.
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