Ecstasy
These
apparels
are
mere
adoration
on
our
bodies.
Pure
and
naked,
we
bathe
in
each
other’s
pond.
Like
true
lovers,
we
are
just
born
in
one
another’s
lap.
There
is
no
sign
of
dying
and
decay.
We
do
not
know
our
religions
even.
We
shake,
and
clinch
our
fists,
With
our
eyes
half
open,
and
half
closed
in
ecstasy.
We
cry
for
light,
and
Idle
tears
fall
as
we
release,
they
do
not
know-‐
That
we
want
to
dissolve
into
each
other’s
love.
By
Amitabh
Vikram
Dwivedi
17