Subrat Pradhan

Heart throbs
Eyes seek
Ears eager to hear
Mind captured by hallucination
How I breathe I know not
And I think
You are coming
Treading upon the dry leafs
Along the sweet fragrance of air
With the enchanting birds
Through the sun rays playing hide and seek
I am still with you
And your thoughts engulfed
In my timid and weak heart
Out of my control
Come, now or later
But come
Doors of my heart still
Wide open for.....
All the sea-winds to be inhaled
To feel the love lost