M.. ROHITH

Its aching
as the love inside raised
to peak.
Shouting with pain
...

Bells rung in the old church
that midnight.
I in my room.
Its dark around
...

Oh,
my pain being blessed,
by my silent love.
...

A bridge of sadness on desires
no support to endless pride
no faith on help less glory
...

Heart wounded with drab desires
increasing dreams of independence
on a sleepless hidden mid night
where every one are trapped by dreams
...

A land of poetry!
The Mayor just passed orders
to municipality,
to make the roads more poetic!
...

The last seconds came
to use my SWORD
which i have
created when i first understood
...

In the corner of the garbage
i sat,
playing my old rusted guitar
allowing the stream of melody
...

Im a dreamer when all the dreams ended.
Im a lover when love is perished.
Im fog in heat
wave on fire
...

Revolution,
Whispered
wearing the veil of darkness!
I trudged in troubling my forgiving eyes!
...

In the darkest corner
of my heart
where,
i took the whole power
...

Inside four walls of my room
i live forever,
fight darkness
talk with silence.
...

Dont drag me out
of this beautiful darkness.
I am here breathing
freshness of life
...

On that full moon night
in side the moors
across the ponds of sweat water
on the fragrance of jasmines
...

On a cloth of my white love
as time passed by in my heart
with fear and anger
i risked my whole life
...

Still...
im smelling that sad fragrance
of my heart
remaining me of lost love
...

Seconds kissing seconds
producing minutes.
Silence whispered
near my ears-
...

I melt this minute
to a candle
and light it with my poetry.
...

That night
thin romance
entered my room.
it was raining.
...

Closing the window,
inviting darkness into my room
i sat with a lost heart.
Silence killing imagination,
...