My secret song is as yet unsung

My secret song is as yet unsung
My life is also not lived
Thy precious gifts away I have flung
All treasured lie unperceived
My falsehood, joys, and loves deceptive
Have made my life a shame!









What I have lost, can none retrieve
A burden to the earth I am!
So hard a game-I could not gain
The freedom from silken bonds
Deep sunken was I - yet deeper again
Obeying the devils command!








The dungeon I built around my soul
And give it a mortal name
All this was a play- and not my goal
But a sorry joke it became!
The walls I laid can never be broken
Their shadows reaching a far
My truest self now I have forsaken!
Too stiff my chains as are!!
My love the flowers from out this just
I bring to thy worshipped feet
So small so withered and yet thou must
With all thy kindness greet!

"No more"

Ah! There she lays and an everlasting sleep
Has conquered her forever; and for me no more

Will a strain be sung, at which, my heart may leap,
Or which may bathe the world in its gentle shower

That quickness all to life and light and Love
And receives what is dead, depressed or outworn

Enlivening all joys and sorrows that move
Our desires, aspirations; dead, living and unborn

Ah Never- never that strain shall again be heard
And never again that caress, so bashful and so sweet

O' the stars, that have known that embrace and that her word
And have watched in wonder mist, when our lips just meet

Alas! I have opened my arms now in vain
No more that her loveliness and never more that strain

My life is a chase

My life is a chase
After some shadow
Whose mysterious ways
All miseries endow!
The love's mad belief
And bitter illusions
My saddest griefs (grieves)
And elusive visions;








The heaven I aspire
And the hell I fear
And whatever I admire
Or deeply endear
The blossoms& flowers
Winters and springs
Gay and sad hours
On swift or slow wings
Joy and sorrows
Hopes and desires
Whatever life borrows
And richly attires
The doll of vanity







And forgets its aim
While the false satisfy
Undoes the whole game
My life thus or hollow
So noisy with mischiefs (mischief)
Yet all blindly I follow
This cloud of griefs (grieves)!

In a trance

In A Trance!
Her arm was nestling around my waist
My face was seen in her eyes








Her loosened hair were fondling my breast
Like the clouds that wester sky!
A whisper soft her lips did utter
So close they were to mine
With an unknown joy my heart did flatter
As it tasted love's rich wine!
That whisper was heard by my soul alone
My ears were already deaf
To no other ear it could also be known
In my heart it is treasured safe!







The breeze was gentle it shyly passed
Since we were both in a trance
No leaves it moved no feathers amassed
No flowers were left dance!
The moonlit heavens were quiet as my soul
Free from all bonds mundane
All the touch of this love, all desires roll
To land on a blissful haven!!

Consolation

Let the lightning fly
With her unseen wing
And the glances sky
That she doth fling
May mock your eye
Be clouded with tears
And laugh at your sigh
With voices fierce

Let the morning smile
And be lost in her joy
The songbirds beguile
Her feelings coy
And now she greets
The nearing day
A sweet vision fleets
In her eyes gay

Let the zephyrs swarm
In their merriment
Give a welcome warm
And a sweet consent
To all who denude
When you are distresst
For when by my side
As you, none so blest!

Lonely I wondered like the fallen star

Lonely I wondered like the fallen star
Homeless, forsaken uncared!








Thy smile beamed on me from afar
The Heavenly light it showed!
Like a shaft it pierced my throbbing breast
I trembled like a creeper in fear









Thy look so youthful and joyous & chaste








If evoked in my eyes a tear!
The graceful greetings thou gavest me then
And the innocent talk we had
Half opened my lips to tell thee in vain
My life's story sad
I could not speak, for, love is mute
It has no words available
Voiceless its throat, and note less its flute
Its picture invisible.
The secret lingered and vanished again
It came in my life to burst
In the deepest recess of my heart was lain
The love, in which, I'm immersed.
The self same secret was trying to leap
In all thy language sweet
May, even thro' silence thy love did peel
My similar feeling to greet!
The bonds were mutual at our first sight
To hearts the secret was open
Unasked, unseen our arms did unite
On thy lips I pressed love's token!

Who's dead?

Ah! The dust that covers
Her loveliness
Is mine, her lover's
The sacred place
The heart that throbs
Now in my breast
So the echo of the soul
That thou gavest
For my own heart






Is not with me
It is but a past
And a fraction of thee
And therefore it lies
Beneath this grave
Its unheard sighs
The stones will brave!!
No wind shall pass






To bees that voice
No leaves will amass
With the rustling noise
To echo my words
Half uttered in pain
Like the dying bird's
Last muttered strain!
Ah! Dead I am
And thou art living
Hence let me damn
My life's deceiving!

The self-surrender

The Self - Surrender

A leaflet - fallen, torn!

A flower - faded, pale!
A heart - broken, forlorn!

O! I am borne on the gale!!

Or, tosst on the shore

Like a shell fragile,
None heeding my sore
Nor greeting my smile!

-The Elphinstonian, July 1924 issue

THE INFINITE BREATH.

To forsake my true dreams

I clip my fluttering wing.

To clothe-this lie of the flesh

Such foolish songs I sing!

Whenever I can cheat

My soul from out this dust

I kiss-your pensive brow

And slake my age-long thirst;

Your Presence - only felt

In all this fraud of the earth;

I am - yet willing to loose

Myself in an untrue mirth;

Once - fully let me be dead

In this your Infinite Breath

Enough - this Fraction life

A partial painful death!!

The Offering

Death's vision quiet let unchain
My weary bonds of mortal life
I'll sigh away my secret pain
Silent in dinning wordly (wordy) strife.

In shadows of its distant gleam
Fragile my yearnings fade away
Ablaze with life's unshattered dream
Joyful I'll at its touch gay.

A deathless chain of songs futile
I'll proffer as my greetings warm
With whispers sweet when it shall smile
And clasp me in its fondest arm!

The Solace.

For lost delights why vainly weep,
When vernal glories smiling shine,
From silent throats new raptures leap,
And scattered lie all gifts divine?

Why weep, my heart, for the finished song
When sweet my lyre I sit to string?
With rhythmic steps new visions throng
Like early vapours on their wing.

Why always weep for the echoes dead
When ring the notes of the purling stream?
Long cherished hopes tho' all have fled
Bright new lights fling their distant beam.

Why fruitless weep for tho' vanished dream
When shimmering fancies linger by,
And unseen shines a happy gleam?
O'er shadows frail, let us not sigh!

Light and dark

Between a dark and a dark
Life is a flying light.
Between a pain and a pain

Love is a cheating sight.