A Pain Of Heart Poem by Ponniah Ganeshan

A pain of heart.

When the window closed for years
Opened slowly and softly again,
The pond in my heart
Overflowed with our sweet memories
and smiled as beautiful flowers
In my garden.
The flowers bloomed after a shower
As if in a morning time.

When your blunt probe exhibited on my wall,
All birds in the river dried up
Flew away, leaving me alone.

When the window was thrust shutting up
Before my face,
What entangled in it, was only
My heart itself
Yet, with your tears oozed as well.

Ponniah Ganeshan