Poetry Reads: Auria by Snehith Kumbla

Ahoy, Wolf here. It gives me unabashed joy to present before you, dear readers, a poem written by me, titled – Auria.This poem first appeared in the May-June 2012 issue of the Reading Hour magazine.

Evening has long descended and fortunate circumstances have led to a rendezvous between lovers. The poet wishes for the world to be reduced to a hush, night to blanket every intruding light, such that two beings dwell calmly in their cocoon. Gentle, unhurried, cosy, velvety – in the cloud cover of these feelings does the poet meet the woman he adores. Eternity prevails.
by Snehith Kumbla
may the eyes of every
slithering light be blindfolded,
my love is here with me
may the night be
as quiet as a village,
my darling gently dries her wings
let no thought betray
no stone pelt a shiver
my dove goes visiting a dream
hush now, oh deepest
of all fathom, the
world floats on a heartbeat
all things done, undone,
things indelible, leisurely
things, now discarded
a parting feather in flight

her beguiling bejeweled body

(Article by Snehith Kumbla)

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