Love So Humanly (Radha-31) Poem by Subrat Pradhan

Though we can see
The innumerable soldiers
With our naked eyes
We an see the Akashganga(the stars and all)
With our narrowed eyes
And we can visualise
Many an Akashgangas
With the eyes of our minds
Everything at the tip of my finger
Why don't you understand that
How I lose my patience
How I get devoid of my meditation
And How I return becoming a Sishupala
Awaiting you
Bearing my own corpse on my head.

If I am not with time
I am dead then
I don't need to be immortal
I want to live for you
Decorating my head with a branch of tree
Clinging the flute to my lip
To wander for you
As the bee from flower to flower.
If a small branch of leaf can overshadow me
It can overshadow the whole world
Why do you strain yourself
As sun rays search my body?
If I can forget myself
Keeping the flute on my lip
Then I can forget
The whole world
How will the whole world pull on
Without me?
If I wish to flirt as the Bhawnra(the flower loving bug)
I am unable to stay but you
Why do you spend time
Drawing lines on the ground
With the finger tip of your foot
And make my innumerable soldiers
And the Akashganga(stars all)
To go back.