Wednesday, August 12, 2020

Heart's decked Chain




"Seasons drift, time thrilled and flit, the changes
let, our baffled Lives to detach, and Solitude
itself the only Happiness, when a train of some
promised Words break, like beads from Heart's
decked Chain."

-Nithin Purple
 

Tuesday, August 11, 2020

ETERNAL SEXUAL DIVINITY



"If you are happily married for what you have highly devoured from your Beloved wife, is however legal: (comparing the formal,that makes you a bit notorious),the World claps respectfully, without any means to disapprove though Jealous,and you too had given your wife an HEAVENLY drink,many a time with her mind’s consent in order to fill what ‘Eternal Sexual Divinity’ in Life is all about."

-Nithin Purple
 

Saturday, August 8, 2020

WILLING HAND IT WRITES



"When speechless a mouth, willing hand it writes , stories unheard, so quaint, the beady stars assemble in hopeful Mind, and in mysterious vault of skies,connecting in Alchemy, the expecting to my Lord."


Tuesday, August 4, 2020

I HEARD A CACOPHONY






"I heard a Cacophony and
the World's innuendo,made
me Wander for the needy,
rainbowed Silence: then I
heard my own Music's
Warming Whisper, as the
Mighty Silence beaded
thoughts one by one, for you
Wonder, my Wild-eyed Heart
sung a new Gypsy song."

-Nithin Purple

THE YIELD FROM ARTISTRY!




"One curves such as Art, with all the means of Hope, as the striving mind it strives, the heart is throbbing high, to yield from his Artistry."

-Nithin Purple

Saturday, July 18, 2020

PINT OF IMAGINATION



"Visions did tango, with mild winds of Summer, the Amber skies in me Twilight gave, as a pint of Imagination,for far secrets to my near, and no more the rescue to be far."
-Nithin Purple

Thursday, July 16, 2020

PASSION SWEET -LIPPED



"Its my sweet-lipped Passion, ART-that
drives me up, to invent new Smiles of
BEAUTY, my wings are torn, and still
it flies in search of BEAUTY."

-Nithin Purple

Wednesday, July 15, 2020

Monday, July 13, 2020

CANT TRUST ME, CANT TRUST YOU

  "The spirit fell into the dark pit of doubt:   cant trust me, cant trust you.’ Life’, the more a burn on burn feeling, the longing ...