Hope Enlightening On An Autumn Morning Poem by Udayan Chatterjee

The striking veil of the morning mist, makes me wonder why I do exist.
Unearthly stance of the leafless boughs, floats my beats in mournful scows
As I walk through the gullible growths, the mind wonders in memory moats,
Feeling the rhythm of autumn abound, a sorrowful chill does unwound.

Attempting to feel the delicate dream, my heart thunders a silent scream
With love-drenched thoughts my eye, visions the visage with a gaze too shy.
Mirroring her feelings, true within but withheld behind a sense chagrin,
O! The healing harmony, tunes itself confused in meandering melancholy.

O! I wish that she tries, to realize the feeling which answers both heart’s cries,
A feeling, frivolous and fine. Captivating elements distinctly divine.
Sensing the calipers that binds her thought, to a mindful of befuddled broth
I hurtle to each heartbeat, “Attune to this heart’s feat, will her beats ever repeat? ”

Aflame in a corner of my heart’s hearth, glows a hope in cindering mirth.
A dropp of joy in a sudden streak emits the warmth of a passionate prick;
A halo of wisdom enlightens my heart with a realization of eternal worth
True Love is an immortal mist, one day She shall feel why I do exist.