The Invisible Nataraj 

 
While breaking the dictums Of everyday domesticity
With a love as wild as
The nor'wester , its
Thunder lightning and rain 
One day with a beauty 
radiant yet unrobed
Your  bare bossom
That sings of love, of sorrow
Of ecstasy and pain
Freed from manacles of Cosmetic lingerie 
Will dance to the wild Symphony of the restless sea .

I m the wild Bacchus
The frenzied invisible Nataraj
With spear like hands and the fearless tongue 
Breaching the pallisade, 
Sacking the fortress of the honeycomb of lotus like naval in the Divine Le Centre

Don't ever be scared 
Of the paradisal beauty 
Let the tumultuous tempest 
Roar louder in the sublime cathedra
Am I never yours  forever?
The spring tide,
Its surreal wild beat invites.
For us,  awaits 
Not the Valhalla 
But the lovers
submarine purgatory .

Resurrection in reincarnation !
Only then  will you know
Who is yours
And who is not
Whose shadow will stitch up paradise
Whose aura will be the Echo of the beyond 
From whose bossom Emanate
Drops of star studded water .

I am a mere woman
Enchained by countless
"Thou shall not".
You are wild,free
Forcing me to concede 
Thus, will I open to you the 
Citadel of my 
Unwillingly willing magnificence, my beauty ,
Remove forever
 The brittle armour of 
My dawn-lit panoply.