Panchali's five spice passion!

The veridical Yudishtir,
Your near perfect fidelity,
arouses my highbrow.

Bhima,
The bearer of most somatic strength,
puts me in a showboat!

Arjun,my lord master,
Your precision,
makes me salubrious.

Nakul and Sahadev?
The bond slaves,
Heightens my womanly sensibilities.

In annals of passion,
I stand victim of radical envy,
But only I know how I am circumscribed.....

For whom the knell tolled!

The bell chimed
Holy water atoned
Divine flame purged innocent hand.

Deity sat in beatific smile,
Priest chanting hymn.
Satan's countdown began!

Hourglass sifted,
sand of time ticking,
Destiny unfolded.

Lifeless innocence lay in heap
Tears and gore blend.
Mourning drowns cowerdice's gaiety.

Hourglass sifted again,
Crusaders sought salvation,
Allah led them to gyre of misery

Serendipity

To soothe my jangled nerves,
I wandered listlessly.
Crossing the confines of civility,
I found myself in a labyrinth of green.

The dark wood lay in full chaste
The cool breeze caressing.
The foliage kissing each other tenderly.
There were careless whispers, daunting stares;

Under the canopy of darkness,
the dancing glow worms flash with frenzy.
The conspiratory spider fails to snare me.
I gloat over my mortal strength.

In want of a whiff of the pristine air,
I flared my nostril,only to smell toxin.
Looking around for the venomous ivy,
I realized, it was only a stale human breath.