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A TUNE TO MAYA
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
…………
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
…………
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!