Response Poem -1 : Bhargavi



In response to Ghazal (adapted from Makhdoom Mohiuddin)
 Silhouettes of rhymes fought dawn till dusk
No! Speak often you ought -dawn till dusk

His spamming eyes muddles my attention
As I paint hues brought dawn till dusk

Catching the swerve while at it
Glance, oh! Shivers caught dawn till dusk

As lightning to my crevices
Filled, distorted, hot dawn till dusk

In my mind the beams of his eyes
Of silence, of warmth sought dawn till dusk

Emotions heightened, unknown to him
In the silence of roars taught dawn till dusk

Glaring, hissing to my skin his look
Sigh! rhyming the lot dawn till dusk

Feeling his desire, his ecstasy pressing
Against my skin taut- dawn till dusk. 

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