Poetry – Bipul Chandra Kalita

I LOVE RED LIPPED TUNES

I love red lipped tunes
separating words
from worshiped claps,
isolating swords
from tormenting wounds
often received on thorny ways.

Not knowing
how you can swim in pains
I rehearse too
like an apprentice actor
to swallow them day and night
overlooking ever vocal sufferings.

I love love’s fragrance
putting me fixed in its center
letting red roses bloom around it
to heal the rough glows of living.

Time will touch us
sparing our love’s sights
destroying haughty steps
to disapprove
our counterfeited relations
we make to cheat ourselves.

Yet I love red lipped tunes
to salute a voice
that articulates broken hearts
linking me to their unexplored world.