Poems by Lomas Kumar Bhatt

Poems by Lomas Kumar Bhatt


The Eyes of Heaven:

At the edge on universal horizon,
Souls sitting on self tombstone,
With the flame of desires,
To jump within & outside,
The dimension unknown,
In the posture of attainments,
Far beyond the journey of salvation,
Become a part of nature,
With divine’s grace & blessings,
For universal love & peace,
Now they all arrived,
Wondering on Mother-earth,
In forms of Sage,
Since time immemorial,
As invisible phenomena,
On nature’s arena,
They acts as curative waves,
All around in Mother-earth,
Though they all,
Now lost their senses,
In the foothills of Mountain-high,
Souls went into deep slumber,
I’m quite worry about them,
Still I’m waiting them,
In Heavenly-crematory,
But today I’m surprised,
One beautiful star light,
Hit the cave in Mountain-high,
And burnt their’s all existence,
They all are coming hear,
Dancing desperately on the way,
Suddenly she arrived with,
Nectar of the Third Eyes of Heaven,
Offering them all,
At mid of crematory,
Now the all forms in body,
Praying the Princess of Heaven,
And return back to Mother-earth,
With dancing all the way,
Before departures from crematory,
They gave me,
A white bud in my palm,
I unable to understand,
The beautiful gifts of unfurled flower,
Sudden she picked-up from my hand,
And fixed on Her hair,
White bud turn red and blossom,
She smiled,
Smiled to see my face,
And moved towards the Heaven,
After few steps,
She stopped,
Turn back with blushing cheek,
Smiled heavenly,
Again moved towards the Heaven,
With smile,
Secrets hold!

Lomas Kumar Bhatt .
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My spirit burns step by step,
Will’t live with last-light,
Perhaps in holy-sleep,
Gone itself,
But what lovely it’s light!

Life as well thy adore,
Makes all strange,
On the top of the hill,
In the passion of the climate,
Wave of life as chant of thy ocean!

So sweet,
Let me try to lost get-lost,
Fortune further so nice fortune,
All that’s grandeur so sweet gloss,
Charged-with heaven too!

Heavenly snake twists all around,
Makes bluread my dream,
Neither sweet nor so bad,
Oh; Cheek all art thee pleasure!

I saw thine shadow,
Now dive in to deep,
Dreame’d in past,
Now morn to night,
With sooth & sad!

Decades before,
In one silent moon’s light,
My candle burnt,
Oh; Yes,
I burnt at Both-ends!

Lomas Kumar Bhatt
All Rights Reserved.

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