The Now. Poem by RAJ VIKRAM

The virgin now looked
so enticing and endearing
and it invited the
paltry past to merge with it.


Irresistible it looked
from every nook and corner
and from the vantage
point of a past
that was every bit
disoriented.


The virgin now had
zillions of kisses
in its lips
the unsatiated lips of yore
longed to lock in
an eternal kiss with it.


The enticing sight transformed
into a trance of seductive charm,
the virgin now mellowed
the melancholic airs of yore.


The doughty baggages of past
which used to consternate
like a procession of inanities
now seemed much light.


Being seduced by the virgin now,
the inviting now,
I lay now mesmerized and drained
after the orgasmic tryst with the now.