A Reincarnation

Some restless forests on both sides of the river,
the bell of rutting stag echoed down the stream,
I dove into naked water forcing and eddying down
the hills, my tongue in a foreplay– I touched the delicate
breast of the brook for a few moments, her thighs like
Persian daggers, I love to caress them in the sun.

Then in a whirlwind life and death, death and life come
in alternate dreams; then again primeval sound rose in
this primitive land– Om shanti ! Om shanti ! It reverberated
up and down the sky, in the pale light filtered through the leaves
I had reincarnation, dismal blessings from our forefathers .

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I am interested in literature, music and philosophy. Actually i am bent on keeping myself updated on all sorts subjects so that I can put my fingers on the pulsating life.I like to talk with like-minded . life is too short and too long. I am now a writer-completed and working on several literary works and a fiction.
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Nice poem:)



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