An eccentric and the mother Goddess

Your eyes -
Those which are unequaled,
In those eyes, I see an ocean of love.
Then it ensued
you were infinite, once
without a form.
An eccentric like me
sketched those eyes, lips
the bosoms, where the gushing waves of love spatter.
In this new form of yours
did you ever notice, this fall guy
who's abstained from your love!
You failed the eccentric,
Oh, Mother Goddess!

© Ajay Pai.

Image courtesy: AJ's personal archives

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